Aguilas – An Ode to the Eagles of Spain
It is hard to believe that it has been over a year since we first arrived in our small town of Aguilas, Spain. I can remember opening the door to our apartment, eating our first meal underneath our roof and having that first sleep in our cosy beds as if it were yesterday. Reflecting on this, I realise that we have been present for an entire cycle of the seasons and how the elements themselves have seen us grow and change, leaving an indelible imprint on my mind and heart. This time has reminded me of what I learnt from the Aboriginal people of Australia who have a deep and lasting connection with our planet through the ever-changing ways in which the environment around them spirals and bends.
For us, we have seen all the flowers bloom, blossoming and then withering in the Spanish summer’s raging sun. We have hiked the hills and overturned the rocks, swathed in the autumn shades of the rare desert trees. We have even swum in the cold salty waters of the Mediterranean Sea in winter, diving deep underneath the waves, commanded by the warm breeze. We have celebrated, dancing along with the bright lights and emerald allure of Carnival. We have made new friends, young and old, and we have formed a deep connection with this hidden valley in the South of Spain, this gem of the Mediterranean coast.
Our apartment here has been a European base, a place of respite, a place to store the very few things we keep in this world, like some of my hardback books. However, it has also been the launching pad for our continuing journeys, a place for nurturing our growth and learning, a place where so many plans have been laid, watered and tendered with our love and devotion. But most importantly it has been a place to return to, a place to sink down into the couch with ice-cream and date syrup and watch Friends…, a place to call home…
Now as we turn to leave Aguilas for another indefinite amount of time, setting out on another expedition of adventures, I would like to pay a small tribute to our home here. I would like to share with you a set of photos that for me capture the essence of what is Aguilas. A kind of photo essay, snapped in this screen for you to see. Let me know what you think!
Bright Sunny Days
Behold the Eagles
Oh no, wait! That’s a seagull!
Pigeons Galore
Incoming!!
Hidden Gems and Jewels… Gemewls!
Your mind is a garden, your thoughts are the seeds, you can grow flowers, or you can grow weeds.
Vitamin SEA
Ancient Roman Ruins…
AKA Seabird Island
A light from within
People are like stain glass windows, they sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within… -Elisabeth Kubler-Ross
Life among the Rocks
Nitty Gritty City
From the rooftops.
Bright Lights & City Sights
Carnival
There’s a light at the end of the tunnel…
Don’t take life for granite.
Follow the yellow wood road.
Leaving on a jetplane, don’t know when I’ll be back again… Until next time Aguilas.
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Draga Rekicam! Igazan megkonnyeztem amikor Aguilas-rol olvastam az irasod. Igen, moet egy darab ismet lezarult csak egy darabig de en ennek minden mellett nagyon orulok mert tudom, hogy kozelebb hoz minket ismet a talalkozashoz. Nagyon varom, hogy ujra egyutt legyunk ” ITTHON ” amit agyogy irtad “HOME “- nak nevezunk.