Quickly quickly

Yesterday the weather was absolutely glorious. Sunny, breezy, coolish warm. One of *those* days! The news that a friend was in the hospital over on the big island dimmed the sun a bit, but that's why god invented ferries. I hopped on and took pictures (after spilling some ice water drops on the guy behind me when the boat hit a swell...sorry!) of the incredibly blue water. I know there are times I look like someone from Ohio with my camera and grin but after all of these years the place I live still manages to stun my eyes and keep wonder in my being. Oh joy!

John Francois out and about, looking fine (oops on the Jean, I was being all French there)

Splash

The hospital was frigidly cold. And they don't have blankets, it's *bring your own stuff*. While our friend's son and his girlfriend were out hunting down blankets in town I finally couldn't stand it anymore and headed outside to a) warm up and b) see if there was ANY place to get a blanket - seeing your friend covered in two sheets, a light weight blanket and a leather jacket and still cold is not a good feeling...I'd have gone into a motel and offered to buy one off of a bed! But no motel/hotel/store to be found. I decided that if the economy on Culebra tanks, I'm going to find an incredibly cheap place to buy blankets, sweatsuits and socks and sit outside the hospital selling them. I'm telling you, I'd make a fortune! So for any of you enterprising types...there you go. Take it and run with it.

On my little walkabout though, I did get to take a photo of something I've seen many times but never where I could get a decent shot of it. Wrought iron in PR is both protective and decorative and this one does both in a very personal way. If anyone reads music and can tell if this is an actual song, I'd love to know about it!



The trip back was not quite so prosaic. I was under dressed (meaning I didn't have on jeans, socks, sweatshirt and Nanook of the North coat on, not that I was...oh never mind) and it was blowly chilly. But curled up on the front seat above, the wind sort of just swirled around above me and I slept on and off. Getting off the ferry tired and a little dazed I was met by a couple of friends, one of whom had a gigantic (and I'm not exaggerating, think Miss America sheaf of roses but way BETTER than roses) which she thrust at me in thanks for getting the face to face lowdown on our friend. Flowers, a couple of drinks AND a ride home! Wow! I wish I could get them back over to the hospital but they'd take up half of the room space...

Another day in Paradox...