This week’s challenge is to share a photo of something unlikely.
In the Spring back in the UK I love to see the explosion of pink blossom on and around the Cherry trees. I miss the pink profusion so much. It’s highly unlikely that I will find anything so pretty in Tahiti.
I am wrong. Walking through the Paofai Gardens I find the most beautiful pink trumpet shaped flowers creating a visual delight.
As you look through your lens this week, pay attention to lines.
The word Lines holds so many meanings. It even evokes memories from my schooling so long ago.
Write twenty lines said the French school teacher. “The capital of France is Paris not the School Rugby pitch”. And stop looking out of the window.
Now, if the French teacher had said “You will need to learn French because one day you will live on a yacht in French Polynesia” my attention would have snapped back to the classroom, in an instant. My French never did improve.
So here I am attached to a mooring buoy looking through my camera lens at lines.
Lines are everywhere on yachts. Something has to hold the mast up. It’s known as the rigging.
Using a line, you can drop the hook or pick up a mooring ball in exotic locations and be at one with nature.
Colour changes depict the depth contour lines in the lagoon.
And then there’s the line of breaking surf over the reef.
Natural lines. Where sea meets sand, coconut trees, sky and clouds.
The clouds form lines.
Note the rugged outline of the island terrain forming lines in the sky.
“This week show us your interpretation of prolific“
Pearls, pearls, pearls.
They call them “Black Pearls” because they are produced by the black-lip pearl oyster but they come in different colours.
Papeete is the small capital city of French Polynesia. It is on the main island of Tahiti. Everywhere you look, there are shops selling black pearls. Many of them are outlets for the Pearl farmers from different islands or atolls in French Polynesia.
So many shops sell pearl jewellery .
Some displays are better than others
Easter /Spring theme
This shop’s a bit cluttered.
Market traders sell low quality pearls.
The pearls are graded for quality.
The Tuamotus are said to produce the best quality pearls. The oysters thrive in the pristine waters of the remote atolls. However, the farmers of the society islands claim that they are the ones that culture the finest pearls.
Some pearls cost a fortune.
Phew, just for one pearl.
I could buy a new dinghy and outboard motor for that price.
As I wandered around the Pearl shops yesterday, I came across two lovely ladies working upstairs in the market. They sell the cheaper quality pearls and their display is crammed in amongst the cleaning stuff. But for all that, they were marvellous fun to chat with. I didn’t buy any pearls but they insisted on photographing me wearing an enormous pearl necklace.
Fun to chat to these ladies.
Machine used to make the holes through the Pearls
There are other types of pearls. Keshi pearls are small non-nucleated pearls typically formed as by-products of pearl cultivation. I love them.
Other jewellery is made from the pearly oyster shells. These fetch good prices as well.
Incidentally the Robert Wan Pearl Museum is the world’s only museum dedicated to pearls. It is located here in Papeete.
For this weeks photo challenge, explore the vibrant, hopeful colours of your favourite sunrise or sunset.
It was an oil painting belonging to my Grandparents that inspired my love of sunsets. It was a beautiful painting, reflecting vibrant colours of a sunset across the sea. I knew it would never be mine. That didn’t dissapoint me. After all, it was only the artists interpretation of a sunset, captured on canvas through his eyes. A sunset that never changed.
Ever Changing Sunsets
I’ve enjoyed so many ocean sunsets since we left the UK on our small yacht eight years ago. Every sunset is different.
I could carry on but I won’t bore you.
Sunrise does not hold me in such awe. I associate it with sleeping. At sea on a long passage, the sunrise heralded the end of my watch and John would take over. I’m often asleep for sunrise even though Tahiti comes to life at 5 am.