Cutting the lawn today, I stopped the mower to take a picture of the flowers.

Then I heard the bees.

I’ll mow that another day.
An inquisitive old fart with a camera
Cutting the lawn today, I stopped the mower to take a picture of the flowers.

Then I heard the bees.

I’ll mow that another day.

Normally little lizards blend with the background and scurry away as soon as you spot them. Not this one today. And not that I would have caught him, but looked like he’d make a cool pet. Happily Lea, the lizard-hunting dog, was not close by and not paying attention.






After an incredible harvest of avocados (paltas) during which on some days I felt, Shit, I have to eat avocado again, a season with zero – nada – zilch. But aha! Today for the first time i see evidence that we will have another harvest!

Lago de Pátzcuaro – Mexico (by Ricardo Villar)
Where we lived for almost three years before moving to Uruguay.
Dont be surprised how quickly the Universe moves once you’ve decided.


Shh! Don’t tell gubmint or they’ll ban the Tao Te Ching!

When you buy at the street market (feria), the vendors use skinny pads and add up your purchase.
Usually they’re right.
In case you’re curious: morrones (peppers), two types, pepinos (cucumbers), naranjas (oranges), bananas, cebolla (onion).

Something — a comedreja, possum — has been attacking my worm composter the last few nights.

The door I didn’t install real well on the compost barrel, thinking i could harvest from the bottom, is at present also no match for the little critter(s).
The barrel has a metal lid after this incident three years ago:


I still don’t know why it ended up dead, even if it couldn’t get out. Plenty to eat, and it wouldn’t have been more than 24 hours.
Oh, sorry, you wanted to look inside the worm composter? Pieces of orange and onion got in there by mistake. The slugs are a new addition.
