That’s a pigeon it’s got for dinner, best I can tell. With all the raptors we have here, and all the easy targets, like pigeons, I’ve always expected to see an attack, but never have.
We all have to eat
Category: Nature
General observations, generally during dog walks
DTOTB
Dead Things on the Beach. A penguin. Near the dunes. I don’t have even the beginning of an explanation.
Forgot to turn off the flash
But I like it 😉
Snake and toad
We ran across this on the trail yesterday
A small snake trying to eat a toad?
Apparently it concluded this wasn’t going to work.
Then it showed the underside of its tail, which allows a 100% identification: a young lystrophis_dorbignyi, or Falsa Crucera de Hocico Respingado. I’ll let you try to figure out what that means in English on your own….
Meanwhile, worth noting that we have never seen a toad before on a dog walk.
Bird nest
Fell out of pine tree in the back yard, landed intact, right side up, on walkway.
It’s the middle of winter here, so no harm done!
At the end of the dog walk today
New beach steps
It’s been many months since I’ve been to the beach – surprised to see a whole new structure built to protect the dunes.
Quite elaborately done, in fact. The first ones they did were generally a disaster. They’ve learned.
You can find my past posts about the dune boardwalks here.
Major drain work
New culverts on the Playa Mansa now that tourist season is over. I only knew there was a problem from walking the dog on the beach there once in the past year.
Note the raging surf. Quite amazing to have no waves when the closest landfall looking this direction is over 3,000 kilometers away.
Window at the acupuncture clinic
The mind of the ceibo
As I said a few days ago, I have always thought trees have an innate sense of what, well, makes sense. I received this ceibo as a gift in a bucket, maybe half a meter tall. I let it dry out the first winter, and the main trunk died. What remains are three branches. I tied the dominant one vertical when I planted it out front. It was about half this height.
But obviously it has decided, “I am a branch. I do not grow up. I grow out.”
All righty, then: ¡adelante!