HAPPY NEW WEEK!
I hope everyone has a joyful week. The Brood X cicadas were screaming today on my patch. About a week ago, I noticed some big holes at the bottom of my trees. Various critters dig holes in my yard, so I didn't think much about it. Since then, I've seen articles about some of last year's Brood X cicadas popping up this year. Apparently, some of the bugs, called "stragglers," decided to sleep in, and they're appearing this year instead of last year. In most cases, it's because our soil didn't warm up to the required 64 degrees Fahrenheit until too late to wake them up in 2021. So, some of the noisy screechers decided to hit their snooze alarm and climb out this year instead!
A preserved water wheel in someone's garden, from the days when water was the only power they had. Mind you, the speed at which the water ran down the mountains its not surprising that it was handy as a power source! A lot of small buildings had roofs covered in turf or moss.
The nearby river! Plenty of the wet stuff!
View from our balcony when we got back. It was unreal. We rested again in the afternoon and managed a meal later, though I didn't want dessert, which is not like me!
The rear of our ship.
Dwarfed by the scenery, although the town itself was small off to the right of this picture. Everything was spotlessly clean with no litter whatsoever.
View of the valley we were in.
View of our balcony and beyond as we left port.
Wide view of the fjord we had been in, as we turned around and left the little town.
A ferry in the distance as we returned the way we had come - the captain often drove the ship slowly so that we could enjoy the scenery.
Lindybird: It looks chilly, but it's wonderful to see water rushing - somewhere, anywhere! :-) Lovely scenery; such a slower pace of life. I wonder what the main source of employment is. That fjord must be pretty deep to allow such a large ship to come so close to shore. Looking forward to next installment.