
Ah, that engineering thing: when you build a basketball (big thing now in Uruguay) court without taking into account the coastal wind load.
An inquisitive old fart with a camera

Ah, that engineering thing: when you build a basketball (big thing now in Uruguay) court without taking into account the coastal wind load.

Spotted the other day walking my dog: carefully laid out plastic (“nylon” in the local parlance) with gravel carefully placed on top of it.
I think I will need to go back and find out what exactly was the concept.


About three meters up a pine tree, its lowest branch over two meters off the ground (so not boys climbing trees), the cut-off top of a 6-liter Salus water bottle is stuck in place, presumably with its edged wedged into a piece of the bark.
But why? And how?


We’re a few weeks away from the winter solstice. Happily, the short days have been mostly sunny. And because the sun is lower in the sky, we see reflections from the kitchen sink and faucet that don’t occur at other times of the year.

The dream tree

I don’t recall why I took this picture. Over three years ago.

When you realize your toaster oven is glowering at you. And has been. For a very long time.

When your kitchen towel looks like a Kabuki performer.

OK, very localized. Perhaps having something to with the refrigerator we bought when we arrived 11 years ago, which is not self-defrosting.
I had never imagined I’d live in a place where I considered 60% relative humidity to be “dry.”
We don’t have snow in Uruguay. Frost a few ties a year, but no snow.