The Isle of Man

I have no idea why it's taken me so long to post these photos. But it's perfect timing for a quick post. And getting off the subject of cake while I'm up to my ears in it, would be great. In fact I'd really like to be around savoury food, salty or spicy maybe...? Someone mentioned chilli recently. Oh wow! I'd LOVE a bowl of that! While I dream of awesome, nourishing, flavour bursting dishes I'm not likely to make anytime soon, I'm just going to admit I think I've quite possibly bitten off more layer cake than I can necessarily chew...

Which is why you are going to google the Isle of Man and get back to me. I just took the photos. Whetted your interest's appetite, so to speak. 

Both photos are taken in the morning, but a number of hours apart (on different but consecutive days) from opposite sides. Above we are looking north-west, below, south-east. 

I was so surprised to get such clear views, and so happy to catch this moment in the second photo - just the way the clouds and sun reflect on the Irish Sea, making it seem mystic and unearthly. 

Because I must always compare, not to be unjust or spiteful, but simply for understanding and quantifying: the Isle of Man is three times as big as Salt Spring Island, and the population is more than seven times greater!!! 

If you do decide to give it a wee google search, check out it's islet - the Calf on Man. Seriously. I did not just make that up. It's too good. Also, their noted ethnic group and language (apart from English people and speaking) is Manx. If you totally thought that was a sort of tailless cat, you are not alone. It is. And it just happens to come from the Isle of Man. 

Meow