Author: doug
Kittehz
I’ve spotted cats around this one vacant house for some while. But never four at once, sitting in the open, watching me and my dog through an open fence.
Fortunately, for my dog, cats do not represent food value. However, if that one in front was 3-day-old, stale, maybe even moldy bread, she’d be in there in a heartbeat. Yes, that daft.
Closer to home, our neighbor emails me a picture of our cat, asleep. On their bed, in their house, upstairs.
Windy day, empty beach
Not much else to report. I planted a bunch of sunflowers at the chacra. Just another attempt to get something to grow there that I actually have planted. My failure rate is very high double digits.
The escribano’s handwriting
I was with an escribano (basically, a lawyer for two parties in agreement) getting paperwork done, and was so stunned with his handwriting that I took a picture when he was out of the room:
The first line: my address
Second: townThird: marital status
Fourth: wife’s name – that might be a question mark because I’m not sure what my wife’s proper name is in Uruguay, and I hesitated. She got one from migración, a different one from the Corte Electoral when we became citizens.
Amazingly, it was all correct when he produced the finished document.
From the No Comment Department
Uruguayan bureaucracy (a visual metaphor)
Maybe, finally, maybe … !
My wife woke up this morning after a dream that one of our avocado trees was starting to produce! She walked outside and voila! Seems like we just checked the other day and saw nothing.
I’m guessing these two trees are around seven years old.
Landmark day 😉
Surf’s up! Well, relatively speaking.
Perfect weather, empty beach. Still, walking even 100 steps with eyes closed is a challenge. Reminds me of riding a bicycle with eyes closed on Edisto Island, South Carolina. Makes a calm, flat, empty beach considerably more adventurous.
Onshore wind, nice clean break. I kept walking until I reached the mouth of the Solís Chico, probably the best surfing spot nearby.
Four patient surfers. And no, the waves rarely get much larger than that.
La palta penúltima
Alas, our most generous gift of avocados had only one problem: they all ripened simultaneously. So, a few friends each got one, and our second-to-last went tonight into a wonderfully lemony guacamole…
… accompanied by thoroughly decadent Doritos.
Just another boring blue sky day
Being off-season, we pretty much had the beach to ourselves.
