We met up again for siesta, and went to the bird sanctuary in town. We stopped to buy provisions for a fine picnic at the grocery store, and ended up at Jardin de los Paharos in a sweaty mess, with four liters of beer, one of water, tarta (like egg and onion quiche), pears and plums, carrots and cucumber and hummus, olives and pickles, and three kinds of our favorite brand of cookie (all of which taste like graham crackers with different things in them). A little girl, Mariana, found us shortly after our arrival in the shade where we sat on a log, surrounded by tall trees covered in epiphytes. She asked if she could have some of our pickles and sat herself down to chat. It was refreshing to me that this 6-year-old understood us fluidly and wasn’t stunted by our unfortunate pronunciations. Conversation with her flowed easily and she was so patient with us!
These ants found a cookie crumb that was much bigger than them, and together dragged it home...
Sasha, Maggie, and Keren:
Looking up through the leaves:
Some flowers on the walk home:
And peoples' yards here... a good display of local culture.
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Walking through one of the parks in town:
With much determination, we finally made it back to the bus stop in time for the 5:30 bus home,
and arrived home in time for a swim before the delicious dinner of cabbage salad that Kimberly made. We found this beetle on the driveway walking back... I think I scared him by putting my camera directly in his face. Poor little guy...
It is the full moon tonight, and we have written affirmations to the moon, detailing what we are letting go this month in honor of making space for new, more resonant manifestations. The light from the moon is bright out here without a roof to sleep under, and it has set my mind in motion, going over and over things I‘d like to address in my life. I guess it must be a good time to say out with the old, in with the new! Here I am, ready for what is to come.
Aww cute Hooties!!!
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