Prrrring prrring. Prrrring prrrring. Who was that disturbing me on the ‘phone when I was busy doing nothing?
Ah, it was the working half of the household, requiring a jacket, cap and neck protection because he was working in full sun.
He took the cap the other day but without the neck protection.
‘Aren’t you going to take the neck bit?’ I asked.
‘I don’t want to look silly.’
He’d clearly decided that looking silly was better than burning.
After searching high and low in the flat, I eventually found the required goodies and dutifully trotted up to the job.
Clothing handed over, idle chat finished, I wandered off. Sensibly I had the camera with me and as the job was right opposite the botanical gardens, in I nipped.
I’ve made a lot more effort this year to try and go in different months to see the changes. Although we have such a mild – sub-tropical – climate often with little variation in temperatures, it’s surprising how different the gardens can look.
Why is the street light on at 11am?
Round the gardens I went, anti-clockwise for once, and up to the native section, in the hopes that the rare and unique Gibraltar species may be in flower. My luck was in. The Gibraltar sea lavender was blooming. Well sort of. I was pretty disappointed in this one!
More about Gib’s rare plants on this post about the Alameda Gardens back in February.
But the fountain was nice. A cool and green spot in the heat of the day.
Better still were the two baby, or rather not so baby but young, seagulls who were out to play and testing their wings.
I decided to wander past the Wildlife Sanctuary or whatever it is called. I’ve never been in. Apart from the fact that it is a couple of quid (I think) I don’t like gawping at animals in cages.
When I went on the – free – tour round the gardens (monthly on a Saturday), we were told that the animals in the park mainly come from seizures by HM Customs of animals that were being smuggled. In which case, I suppose the park is a) better than them being killed and b) better than their probable destination.
We were also told that staff at the park had been trying to negotiate for animals to be transferred to larger zoos/parks/whatever in Spain – but the odd few problems with Gib and Spain put a stop to that.
They also have unwanted exotic pets and animals such as the Cotton-topped tamarin, on loan from international Zoos, to raise awareness of important endangered species.
The park aims to:
- provide the best possible care for all animals at the conservation park
- teach and inspire people of all ages and backgrounds to engage in conservation of wildlife and habitats
- take part in European and international breeding programmes which help protect endangered species
- raise awareness of conservation and biodiversity
- re-home confiscated animals they cannot house at the park
- educate and help people to choose exotic pets wisely whilst supporting international campaigns against the illegal pet trade.
Walking around the outside you can usually see a few birds and monkeys but they must all have been asleep or moved elsewhere. It doesn’t look too bad from this sneaky pic I took through a hole in the fencing.
But what saddos do this??
To end on a more cheerful note, here are the lovely fish from the pond in The Dell.
All flower posts from this trip will make their way onto Everypicturetellsone.
And Partner’s Spanish co-worker didn’t think he looked at all silly in his French foreign legion hat. In fact, he thought it was extremely sensible.