Wither Yon Wonder?

Always something new (or: waiting for dinner)

It doesn't take covering a lot of miles to cover a lot of Culebra. I was talking with a friend yesterday, looking at our world from her view about how people say this island is so small, but really how big it is. How big is your neighborhood? Do you know every nook and cranny? Do you get surprised to see something you think you've looked at 1000 times, only to see that something is there that you didn't ever notice? Culebra is as big as you want it to be, that's how big Culebra is.

Yesterday's weather was a mixed bag of sun and clouds. Bright, bright sun. Deep black clouds. With only a spattering of rain around this part, though out at sea, a different story.

In the yard, with the almost leafless trees, it was incredibly bright, on and off, all day long. Until it wasn't.

This little dragon was in 'beware' mode

'Don't come any closer!'

'Well, hmmm. Maybe you don't mean to harm me.'

 I went up the hill to see a friend and the clouds were rolling in, along with the out at sea rain. It was dramatic, to put it mildly. We didn't get a drop.

At one point, I'd put the camera down, but then this bird flew through, the sun, from somewhere, hitting its wings so that it was like a white flash of light in the grey, wheeling across the darkened panorama of the view (it's hard to tell, I barely caught it at all and not nearly as brilliantly as it was, sorry!).

When I got back home, the birds were going crazy. There were a couple of guys out casting for bait, one on a dock, one in a little dinghy. I love to watch the nets thrown, their perfect circles landing from a seemingly casual toss, key word seemingly. Those photos, unfortunately, didn't turn out well. Sometimes (ok, a lot of times) that happens.

It was time to go in, with a long night of baking, a great day of watching bread and hot sauce go to happy homes, a good hike and some strong weather drama. Zzzzzzzzzzz.

Have a wonder what's out there Wednesday! Do something wishful.