Where to go What to do …. It’s Sunday after all !!

Sunday is our lovely day of rest and we really enjoy it.

Sometimes it’s just a bit of pottering in the garden and sitting by the pool. Others we like to take a drive and today was one of these days !

We headed to Polis and beyond…..taking our route through Polis and along the coastal road past Argaka to Pomos to see the spectacular scenery along this quiet road which leads to Kato Pyrgos.

We then returned to Latchi and had a lovely walk along the busy harbour where boats were arriving and leaving heading to the Blue Lagoon along the coast from Latchi where the water is crystal clear and so blue.

Just outside Latchi heading towards the Baths of Aphrodite we stopped at a lovely little restaurant right on the beach for some lunch.  We once again felt like tourists so relaxed and so appreciative of the scenery around us.

We had a lovely lunch sitting here and made us truly appreciate our life in sunny Cyprus. The scenery that we had to enjoy our lunch was also beautiful.  The beaches at Latchi are so quiet with lovely crystal clear water too.

Heading home we also got to experience the beautiful scenery that Cyprus west coast has to offer.

 What’s not to love about this country!! 

 

 

 

Wood Pile Chrescendo

The wood pile is growing high and is well and truly ready for our cooler season already this year.  Phill has been chopping wood endlessly in preparation for the evenings when we light the log fire and drink copious amounts of tea and hot chocolate in front of the blazing log fire.

img_7250 Last year on some evenings when we had the wood sitting in the log basket waiting to be put on the fire we could hear the logs making a loud ticking noise only to be told that it was likely to be burrowing wood worm !! My immediate reaction was to get my feet of the floor in the event that they got out of the wood and starting running across the floor towards me!! OMG!! Of course nothing happened and the little critters were sent to wood worm heaven in the log burner

Phill has of course seen these insects under the bark when he has been chopping the wood with their little bodies big teeth going like mad through the wood.  They love hard wood and they love the pistachio and carob wood that we have.  And not so keen on the soft wood.

There are several different types of worm and beetle that infest the wood.  Some of them lay their eggs in the plant pots and Phill has noticed them emerging ready to attack the wood with their mighty teeth all over again.

With the olive wood that has been chopped and lying on the ground a small grub will burrow under the bark and travel up and down the olive wood leaving tracks behind it.

 

Did however 2 minutes ago go outside to the large woodpile to try recording the noise and this is what I got…. can’t believe the sound when I play it on my computer !! eek!!!  I feel that they are inside it….

This is a new experience for Phill as he had vast wood piles back in the UK and very rarely noticed any burrowing insects or worm.  This of course isn’t just a problem for Cyprus as the whole of the Mediterranean suffers with similar problems.  4b3d039c-6ca4-4948-bbd2-306ea9d03d84

Phill is trying desperately to save some of the carob wood with its rich red colour for making into ornaments and other things so he has treated it with an insecticide and stored it away from the log pile for his winter projects.  Once treated and stored he will carve it and sand it then lacquer and it will be safe from all the insects.

Phill is making weapons of mass destruction but I am trying to get him to focus on salad bowls and wooden spoons.

 

Bee Eater Time Again!!

It is that time of year again where soaring overhead each morning and evening are the Bee Eaters.   Flying so high and fast overhead looking like they are playing with each other.  The sound of these birds is also amazing too and so lovely to hear.  As yet though that I haven’t been able to take a photograph of these colourful birds with my camera or even my phone camera…..to high and too fast and I’m too slow to get them!!

Bee Eaters are one of the more beautiful migratory birds visiting Cyprus, they arrive in large numbers in the spring (normally in May you will see them swooping around in the air) and autumn (September) as they make the long journey between Central and Eastern Europe and Africa.  Small numbers of these beautiful colourful birds sometimes stay for extended periods (up to 3 months at a time) in Cyprus, but this is not normal.

Of course as with many animals and birds Bee Eaters are subject to predators as they migrate to and from their destination with as many as 30% of these birds not surviving the round trip.  Eleonora’s falcons, are the main cause of these casualties.

As the name suggests Bee Eaters “do” eat bees but it isn’t their main diet and they will of course also feed on flying insects too, including those detrimental to bees such as wasps.   The food they consume is only those that are caught on the wing.  They do not eat any insects that are on plants or on the ground.   They will mostly feed in areas where they can perch and watch their food flying around and then launch themselves after their prey.  They snatch the insects out of the air with the tip of their strong beaks, crushing the smaller ones and devouring them on the wing.  Where they have caught larger insects they will hold these until they perch again, where they will proceed to beat the insect on the perch to kill it and break it up.    The poisonous insects they will also beat and wipe (with eyes closed) in a ritual to extract the poison before devouring it.

Although they are illegal to shoot bee hive owners have been known to take a pop at them as they worry for their hive industry.   These birds are definitely wrongly named but are in fact a part of nature’s balance. Without their contribution, predatory insects would have a devastating effect on the hive populations of bees.

If you are here in Cyprus at these times you have got to watch out for these birds swirling through the air as they feed as well as sitting on the telegraph wires.