A friend said he had some lemons from his tree for me. He said they were big.
I guess so. The biggest are the size of grapefruits.
Category: Nature
General observations, generally during dog walks
Maybe not
I’m cleaning the casita and was glad to find in a bathroom drawer this large bag from Macro Mercado, because there’s a lot of crap in the casita that needs to go away and a big bag helps. Problem is, the bag, advertising its biodegradability, has already started to go away itself….
Tero-tero!
A pair of territorial Southern Lapwings, or tero-teros as they’re called here after their raucous call, have created this “nest“ near our tajamar, and, given their aggressive nature, have staked their claim for a significantly larger area. I was able to get close to take this picture (they’re the size of very small chicken eggs) without them dive-bombing me.
When the young hatch, that will not be the case.
Carpet of lavendar
Sort of like June 1…
…except that it’s December.
The season officially starts in two weeks, at which point I’ll have to take the dog to the beach first thing in the morning, or not at all.
Mandatory shirt-off-on-the-beach day
No photo (you’re welcome).
Stiff onshore breeze pushing spray off the tops of tiny milk-chocolate-brown waves, some kids playing in the surf. Peaceful, nice.
Hot sun, but saving breeze.
Martín and Rafael, building the outdoor roof in the campo, and son Jesse, mowing the lawn shirtless, all fried and feeling the heat. I did inside chores: sealing floor tiles, putting up last of doorway molding, adding a strip to the bottom of the front door to close a 2cm gap which allowed all sorts of interesting critters to enter.
Poco a poco….
The perils of doing the “ecological” thing
Here you see the local herrero, installing the metal gate posts he promised 3-4 months ago. He has a good sense of humor, and we have a running joke about his never getting anything done on time.
I stopped by his shop the other day and spoke with his wife. He wasn’t there. I mentioned there was no hurry, since since several months had passed, though the rotting wooden posts were getting worse.
The next day he showed up, and the day after that the job was done. I know who I’ll talk to the next time I need a response 😉
What you see in the foreground are the “ecologically” treated fence posts, that lasted (in sandy soil) perhaps three years.
Dunes, doin’ their dune thing
I’ve mentioned before the boardwalks from three years or so ago: here and in a picture here.
One I walk almost every day has the odd distinction of being at ground level near the road, where it is rotting away and creating opportunities to fall that would inspire lawsuits in the Untied States of Amurka. Yet where it crosses the dune, at a level based on wind erosion, the protected dune has regained its normal height.
Which is almost to the height of the handrails of the boardwalk.
In which I fail a simple technological challenge.
Returning from the beach, I thought I’d use the video on my camera to catch the “mewing” sounds of the frogs. I turned it on, heard better sound further along, turned it off, started it again just in time to catch a raucous call, and a loud bird landing next to another overhead in a dead tree.
When I got home, I discovered that I had turned it off when I thought I was starting it, so missed all the good stuff.
So anyway, here’s the bird:
