The day began as a crystal blue paradise, but it is winter here so clouds and rain are the norm. Perhaps this woodpecker was confused by the sun, but that fella just pecked and pecked away on this steel post; you'd think the guy would figure out that there was nothing for him in hard, hot steel...
Although the economy here - wedded as it is to the U.S.'s - is not sturdy, there
is a great deal of building for the gringos, and the construction workers are out there all day, wearing towels on their heads, working, working, working, and this is the mode of transportation for most of them. What I loved about this bike is that the owner had some aesthetic understanding as he propped it right up against matching purple flowers. Do you think he planned it that way so that I would come along and photograph his bike, as I did while he was eating lunch, looking on as though I were crazy.
is a great deal of building for the gringos, and the construction workers are out there all day, wearing towels on their heads, working, working, working, and this is the mode of transportation for most of them. What I loved about this bike is that the owner had some aesthetic understanding as he propped it right up against matching purple flowers. Do you think he planned it that way so that I would come along and photograph his bike, as I did while he was eating lunch, looking on as though I were crazy.Just walking to and from the beach I discover new things everyday, and today I found this ruffly, fancy flower on the side of th
e dirt road; when I got up close to it, I discovered just how delicate and intricate it was. Those spinley pistols have large orange things at the end; I forget what they are called, and my 7th grade science teacher would be shocked to know that I'd forgotten... But there you have it.
e dirt road; when I got up close to it, I discovered just how delicate and intricate it was. Those spinley pistols have large orange things at the end; I forget what they are called, and my 7th grade science teacher would be shocked to know that I'd forgotten... But there you have it.I walked on the beach to the next town where the fishermen live and work; the one who sells fresh fish was out in his
boat, not expected back until 5 or early evening, and so I took some photographs of the other
fishermen's boats. And this dog who 
was clearly waiting for his master to return from the sea...
boat, not expected back until 5 or early evening, and so I took some photographs of the other
fishermen's boats. And this dog who 
was clearly waiting for his master to return from the sea...The sky darkened and got more complex as I returned, and even though the wintery light looks as though it would be cold, it is balmy all day long. These photographs have the look of Maine but the feel of tropics (sorry Mainers; it has always 
been too cold for me up there). As I neared the end of my walk, I noticed that the dead sea turtl
been too cold for me up there). As I neared the end of my walk, I noticed that the dead sea turtle was still attracting dozens of turkey vultures. A man who must have been bothered by all the fuss overhead came out with a shovel. He looked around, saw me, and put his shovel in the sand to begin digging; after I passed, I realized that he was walking back to his house, shovel over his shoulder. The job was just too much for him; he would stick with the natural world's frenzy over food.
One could really get to love the wintery light here if one were to stay for more than two more weeks.
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