Hong Kong Spring is the time of mist, and the turning of everything green, the road, signs, the foliage, everything. Covid insists that I scrutinize it closely. The exercise ban post op (one month and four days left of that...) has me walking walking walking. Its the thing about exercise, if you're only allowed to walk, you have to do hours of it daily to get the dose. Swimming is allowed too - but spring has another thing - phenomenal red tide - that sea killing nasty. I suspect the massive dose we are experiencing at the moment comes more from the weeks of blazing sunshine before the moisture arrived - either way, I won't be able to swim until it has tapered off a bit. So walking it is.
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| The mist rolling in, chopping off the mountain, and through the trick of photography, our cluster of village houses on the right, seemingly surrounded by jungle alone. |
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| Shelter Island - directly in front of Sheung Sze Wan, but from the other side of the bay. |
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| A mist shrouded Po Toi O, the jetty on the left in the middle. |
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| The temple in the village square. |
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Looking back up to the road from the end of the jetty.
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| Contemplating it all from in bed... the beard continues! |
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