Scarface - expediently named, this is how he looked when we first went walking on the beach as lockdown loosened. By the time I left Majorda, his fur was starting to grow back on his face and body.
Monsoon Sky, Majorda
Fishing between storms
Beach football in the monsoon - having a wave wash across the pitch every few minutes adds a new dimension to the game.
A few of the dogs usually followed me up the beach from the carpark, hoping I had a forgotten biscuit in my camera bag. On this day they decided that the flow in the creek was too strong for them and I walked on alone.
Two Brahman cows snoozing in the sun between monsoon storms.
Majorda Beach lagoon
I'd given these guys some biscuits half an hour previously. This is them reminding me that they could do with some more.
The combination of the lockdown and the monsoon led to fish prices sky rocketing as the boats couldn't go out. Fishing off the beach became a way to supplement menus and wages.
Fatima normally grazes on an elevated piece of scrub at the back of the beach, but the winds messed the fencing up and now she enjoys a paddle and a sunbathe most afternoons.
Monsoon storm, Betalbatim Beach
Huey at the back and Browny - fourth of the sisters in the foreground. She's very timid, something to do with the scar that runs from between her ears to half way down her muzzle I would imagine.