
…for a couple of reasons.
Actually yesterday—incredibly dreary all day. Contrast with today: brisk and blindingly bright.
An inquisitive old fart with a camera

…for a couple of reasons.
Actually yesterday—incredibly dreary all day. Contrast with today: brisk and blindingly bright.

I’ve settled in for not being a connoisseur. Cheap red wine here turns out to be very drinkable (white much more dubious) and if you ask me how it is, I won’t be saying the nose is decadent but not overdone with plum liqueur, Christmas cake, cedar, Chinese spices, licorice, tea leaves, tar and hot stones….pretty acidity and a long finish. Rather chewy and needs time.
Ain‘t it funny how the experts never mention the taste any non-drinker will identify most strongly: alcohol?
But I digress. I’ve never wondered about the name of the brand, Faisan. Probably a family name, right?

Only recently did I actually look at the label.
Guess what faisan means in Spanish?

…eating the remains of the last few paltas (avocados) at such close range.
But there is that other thing.

…and one strand of grass.

Found on the dog walk among pine trees. Though we have robins (zorzal colorado) at home, we have never seen one out here. What other type of bird lays blue eggs?

…always amazes me, as in this photo from my camera, because it looks so much larger with the naked eye. But then I read that phone cameras tend to be wide-angle, the 35 mm equivalent of 28-50 mm. Ain’t going to be seeing much of the moon with that.


My favorite note-taking pen broke the other day – sad! 🙂 But wait—it broke exactly as it ran out of ink! Hmmm.
It says “Courtyard” (by Marriott). I remember them as a nice place, but having gone nowhere in over 5-1/2 years, we haven’t been near one. And before that, we didn’t stay in one after what, early 2000s? I have no idea.
In September 2012 we traveled to Connecticut for my niece’s wedding. Since freebie pens were not a thing in Uruguay (and still aren’t really), I noticed the “junk drawer” in my sister’s kitchen, and asked if she could spare some pens. We came back to Uruguay with a handful, secured with a couple rubber bands.

Which gives me an idea. Yes! Some of those pens from 2012 are still in my collection. Grab a sheet of paper to test, and results:
The cute little plastic container was one of several gifted by our neighbors Wayne and Janet, who left Uruguay for British Columbia in May 2023.
Small things.

Ya know, without actually saying anything.