Upshot, when a friend proferred a beach swim time, I was in! Usually we'll be there an hour or so, but even as dark clouds grew on every side, we stayed, breathing the beautiful air, cleansing nose and mouth and lungs of...well, that other air. Breathe in, breathe out. Repeat.
While there weren't a lot of people there, a variety of birds were industriously feeding and socializing |
Anyone know what this bird is? It reminds me of a ruddy turnstone (I love that name!) but without the ruddy. |
Jokers to the left of me, humans to the right. |
Daphne was a brighter spot on an already bright afternoon. |
Wind had been blowing steadily and happily and the air was a bit cleaner than hours before. Then a rain settled in, helping move the fug along and away. Color me grateful. This morning, there is a lingering of fugugh, but not much, and while piles of seaweed await on the waterside of El Batey for some brave and smart soul to make use of its fine nutrients for gardens (thanks for the tip, Annabelle!), I'm going to leave well enough alone. Being older does have a few perks, one being learning to sometimes leave well enough alone. Sometimes.
My garden needs something though. Maybe seaweed would deter iguanas and thrushes, who have reaped most of the potential bounty from my plantings this year, along with a very sporadic amount of magic rain water. But occasionally, an heirloom cherry tomato or pepper survives, like little jewels of oh yes!ness.
Have a fresh-air Friday! Do something fragrant.
As usual, your photos are amazing. I love the beach scenes. It does look refreshing :) I can smell the sea air from here
ReplyDeleteThanks, Polly. I could use some more of that today, it seems to have gotten worse overnight here at home and I don't know why. Ugh!
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