
The immense pine tree that I’ve been expecting to fall in every storm of the past eleven years. Not one, but two hornero nests – bottom branch and stub of a branch below it.
An inquisitive old fart with a camera

The immense pine tree that I’ve been expecting to fall in every storm of the past eleven years. Not one, but two hornero nests – bottom branch and stub of a branch below it.

Southern Lapwings (Tero Comun, Vanellus chilensis)

The beach as the weather turned this afternoon. Alántida, Uruguay.

Beginnings of rain as we left.
Stork says, “That’s close enough for you, buddy.”




On the dog walk today.


We needed a broken lawn chair in the middle of nowhere, I guess.
Just a few seconds of small ants making their way over and under broken glass. Notice the gust of wind in the last second.
