Delta del Ebro Natural Park

Sometimes something beautiful takes longer than expected to move us. This is what happened in front of the spectacular Ebro Delta National Park. You have to have your mind and heart open to take in all off its strange and profound beauty.

The rice, the main crop of the delta, covers about 21,000 hectares. The beat of the sow, the growth, the ripening and the harvest, the landscape changes various times a year. It floods until the beginning of May, it will be intensely green in June, yellow in October, and then brown during the winter.

However, there’s something in the landscape that never deviates: narrow canals, square ricefields, humid land, few houses, few people, a few simple towns. And a red sky at sunrise with orange sunsets lined with the sillouhette of thousands of birds looking for food and their nests. The great Ebro dies giving all of itself to the surrounding environment. It says farewell hugging and giving to the earth, leaving its print and large history on the bland mud.

I personally consider it a paradise. I always say that it’s not necessary to go miles and miles to find beauty, as it’s close to home. The Ebro river delta is an incredible, magical place that’s full of life.

Where, the birds enjoy and exceptional climate, but they should live with a very dangerous species: the human being. Each time I come to places like this, it’s like I turn into one of the flamencos, or a small bird that roams the area. I also become an angry person because I can’t understand how people can come to places like this with such beautiful nature and treat it as they please.