Two sizes of ants share a pathway across a paver block in our local park. It looks like the bigger ones are simply steamrolling over the smaller ones. Wild stuff.
Author: doug
Silly season kicks off!
Yes, the season of lightweight Teutonic campers has officially arrived. In front of Tienda Inglesa.
Inexplicable, so far
On the lot next to our neighbors, meticulously leveled with a backhoe which built an access ramp over the roadside ditch and then removed it when it left, construction starts. The entire side facing the road is a stockade fence of poles (there might be a more expensive way to make a fence, but I can’t think of one). No opening whatsoever. The far side is obviously being fenced in a way that precludes vehicles as well. The workers have been going into the neighbors’ yard to plug in an extension cord for their power tools, so there’s obviously a connection — but what exactly is in the works here?
Puzzling paltas
Our avocado (palta here; aquacate in Mexico) trees have decided this year to both produce an almost unbelievable number of blossoms, while shedding almost all their leaves, while sending out enthusiastic new ones. As far as I can recall, there has not been a single year when they have behaved predictably: back one has fruit, other doesn’t; vice versa; both have; none has.
Will be interesting to watch in the coming months.
Vaguely calligraphic sky
Grafitti
Dead things on the beach
Making sense now
I noted the underwhelming Alfa Romeo display at Tienda Inglesa a month ago.
Today it was Volkswagens, far more interesting to me, since my first car was a 1960 Beetle I bought for $50 at age 15, and I also had a 1964 VW Bus and a 1968 Squareback.
The requisite racer (note surfer’s Squareback behind):
And the eye-catcher of them all:
Not sure what the fender with handlebars is about. But—above it is the clue! This is German week at Tienda Inglesa, just as a month ago it was Italian week, hence the Alfa Romeos.
The vet
Our little dog Bandido had a checkup following surgery, and my conversation with the vet went from Spanish to English, so after explaining the prescription, she said in English, “I wrote in it Spanish, but you’ll understand.”
Which would be true, but for one detail….
That was close
Why is Mocha the dog on a leash, and what is he so intently looking at? you ask.
The answer is that he was lagging, sniffing around, and I saw it first, and fortunately had the leash handy.
I saw this rabbit inside the yard a couple days ago for the first time. What on earth was it doing outside the fence, and what chance in hell would it had of escaping a dog like Mocha, who loves chasing hares (liebres) Hares are big. Very big. And fast. Very fast. This rabbit? Neither.