It's a Catkin World out there
Smiling down at passers-by and so soft to the human touch, they withstand wind gusts from 16km/h up to 85km/h (or more)... proof that delicate beings are often among the strongest we've ever seen.
Just like the piece of plastic who had a good winter rest under the snow,
the Catkin takes a break, just as well, but on the willow branch, counting crows,
enjoying the company of other creatures alike and not so alike,
even though sometimes they're blue inside... because the Catkin does not see colours, but it simply accepts everyone around.
And where there's a catkin, more will be around:
The same happens with relaxed Plastic: where there's a piece of Plastic, many pieces will await silently, hidden under the trees/ grass...
Who else awaits quietly?! - This tiny cigarette butt:
Luckily, it doesn't await for the Palomita (= tiny female pigeon in Spanish) - which I watched 2 weeks ago, walking around on Kalamaki beach (Παραλία Καλαμακίου), trying to eat cigarette butts - to be picked up and to be eaten.
A fragile ecosystem developed around the Catkin:
So fragile that it cannot communicate, say anything against a plastic cup which was thrown on the ground (or blown away by the wind):
But maybe this is the new vicious circle: when one tries to only see the beauty and the positive,
seldom, the negative starts to take another shape, to be seen from a different point of view:
What was once green, turns into blue
and what was once blue, turns into green again...
Just like that, by simply observing the Catkin World, one realizes:
when one plastic disappears, another one retakes its place.
Looking closer, this world unfolds sometimes quiet, sometimes yellow,
and sometimes full of catkins on a Salix.
Where: Landscape Park Hachinger Valley, Unterhaching;
When: towards the end of March 2019;
With: Nikon D5300 (40mm f/2.8G; ISO 160-400; 1/200s-1/4000s- f3.2-11; 0EV).
