
Christmas card mailed from California 4 December 2020. Received in Uruguay 21 January 2021. Not bad.
An inquisitive old fart with a camera

Christmas card mailed from California 4 December 2020. Received in Uruguay 21 January 2021. Not bad.
The days of mindlessly barking through a chain link fence at the neighbor’s dog are rapidly becoming a memory for Bandido.

I don’t get it. Impeccable sliding driveway gate, but everything else inside and outside the fence is rubble and trash. Surely there’s a story here….

Sunset tonight, Atlántida Uruguay

More falcon. When I said my wife wanted to know su edad, she said 26. Well, su edad can mean his/her/its age or your age (formal). I would not address someone less than half my age formally—no, the bird’s age, I clarified. She laughed heartily.
Their estimate is two months.
So, language blunders aside, that’s wild. Big bird for two months old!
A girl with a falcon has been at our local park lately. The bird was rescued when both parents were killed. It didn’t know how to fly. It’s a male, smaller than the females. I still don’t know what type it is. The names she gives me don’t correspond to anything I find in the bird book. She puts a cap over its head when she drives back to Montevideo. I asked if it always made noise – It doesn’t at night 😉



This is what beachgoers in Atlántida had yesterday afternoon: brown fresh water waves, a patch of salt water twenty meters in, then more brown fresh water until about 200 meters out.

This because the brown fresh water of the Rio de la Plata moves up and down the coast depending on currents. At best we get greenish ocean water, but never the real blue of further east.

Little brown waves still take a little getting used to.



Lovely, slightly breezy summer day.