I walked down to the Imġiebaħ bay today. Imġiebaħ is known as a secluded and somewhat hard to reach bay. But very few of us know that Imġiebaħ means beehives. In fact I knew there were ancient beehives cut into the rocks but I did not find their whereabouts today until I looked at a panorama I took and spotted the place when I enlarged the image. So I went down to the beach looking for the beehives but ended up shooting other things as I walked along. Here's the first find.
4 old nails met on a wooden block. One said to the others,
" How is your rust doing?"
"It's improving daily," answered one.
" How's your back," asked another.
"Cannot straighten up anymore. But I'm not complaining even if I'm stuck here. I love the sun, rain and fresh open air."
"Better than being banged on the head isn't it!
Hey look smart, smile and don't move we are being photographed."
