|Well, this isn't what I want to see out there!|
|Oh wait! This is called 'A Mid-Winter Day'|
|We got a bit of rain on this morning|
|The sky was changing every minute. Literally.|
|A sun benediction|
|Then the color changed too|
|Is that a spaceship?|
|Finally it was too blinding to look at anymore.|
Blinded by the light, I believe that's called.
|Oh. Did you know our sewer fittings are made in India?|
The red boat series
|When most boats are white, the ones with color really stand out.|
It was later in the afternoon and this boat was headed out.
|Birds swooped around it. |
I'm sure it had some deeper meaning I can't articulate.
|Mainsail up! Farewell!|
|The morning star was blazing. I know that's hard to tell but it really was.|
p.s. to those people who came over early and left a two handed handful of trash on the ferry - there are trash cans available, just so you know.
|Hello Sun! So long for awhile, Culebra!|
|The cloud train over Vieques|
So yeah, that's pretty much what's been going on. In between one needs to eat, drink and do some odds and ends but everything eventually comes back to the sometimes blinding beauty of our little world here. Our golden days and years.
Have a wistful Wednesday. Do something warmheartedly (un)wavering.