Co-incidentally, as I was getting material together for this post, I came across the “Be a Weed” photo which I think is appropriate for this post!
I’ve been meaning to have a wander around the paddock next to our apartment for a while as it’s looking really lovely in spring – bright yellow carpet of flowers, grasses waving in the breeze, and in the distance we can see a tree with white blossom but have no idea what it is. North Cyprus is what I call a wildish place because it’s not kept in order, plants grow any where in any way and there’s a sort of chaos in the way areas of green space grow.
There are very few neatly manicured areas, more like chaotic disorganisation which is quite charming in its own way. I know it drives some ex-pats mad but I quite like the laissez-faire attitude towards vacant areas.
I didn’t wander far because the field is really overgrown and there are all sorts of obstacles in the undergrowth, not very conducive to long rambles, particularly with my dodgy back. The paddock is also full of “camel plant” which my husband said was so named because it was too spiky for even camels to eat, they gave it a wide berth when he lived in Cyprus as a kid in the post-war period.
So here are a few photos of this wild little area, complete with my companion on my foraging expdition: Jezebel, our first rescue pet, who is usually very stately but who had a grand time hopping and skpping among the overgrown plants.