Hmm, no boats.

I’ve mentioned the ships before — even witnessed them as mirages. But is has been a long time since I saw none at all, which happened yesterday.

Invisible frogs, cat sounds

Dreary

dreary

Sunny now, but it’s been only a few days since this ….

First swim of the season

No no no … not mine!

Mixed messages

stop

Beach hieroglyphics

tread

Santa Rosa

santa-rosa

Closed ports, sunken boats. The annual few days of very windy.

Foreboding

foreboding

The end of the veranillo, or little summer, rolling in from the west ahead of Nostalgia Night. Which is really just an excuse to party in the middle of winter, since much of the pop music played on the radio in Uruguay is at least twenty years old already.

Water dog

My dog wanders near the dunes. A couple approaches her with a large black Labrador Retriever. My dog slinks away. The big dog starts toward me, as if to say hello, then walks into the water and plops down.

Because it’s there, I guess.

The mirage ships

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Weeks away from being here five years, walking most days with dogs to the beach, and I’ve never seen this. We’ve had a couple lovely days in the mid to high 70s (°F), but wet and colder weather is due to return presently.

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