As Promised, a Culebra celebration of Don Monchin

A slow but good Sunday (there were people out! they were buying things! It's a good day and a very good feeling for me when my own work sells; two seed pod mobiles and some hot sauces, as well as a guy who came by and said the only thing he and his wife didn't like about being on Culebra was that they couldn't read my blog, so they got internet so they could). Plus, Jaime promising me another authentic pique recipe withOUT vinegar. I think we'll end up making it in the Happy Landing parking lot... I'm excited! Well, when moments like these happen, so what if it's hot? I'm breezin' high on good things like this! Thanks and gracias, y'all, for making my day, my week, my month. It's the moments that make the difference.

Posting this video took a while for no particular reason except that the beauty of the days has been taking over my senses and I felt like this should have a day of its own as a slide show. It is the evening of Don Monchin's book debut, as well as a celebration of the Navy being out of here.

(The day we stop the developers with evil island destroying schemes, along with the ones breaking the law, violating the land, all trying to prove they have bigger than Peter Peppers, maybe even the size of their greed and arrogance - yes, boys, you know who you are and so do we - I'll grab a sheet and do a slideshow of the joy in the plaza to celebrate)

In the meantime, this is to celebrate a real man and a real community who worked together to oust a death dealing violator disguised in the garb of the US Navy. Another one who promised to be here for the good of the Culebrense. Bless you, Don Monchin and all the rest who stood and fought and didn't give up and WON! May your tribe increase, as the battle(s) to save one small island from rapists never ends, it just changes faces and uniforms.

P.S. If you want to know the story, you can get Don Monchin's book La Victoria de Monchin (The Victory of Monchin) while you are here or just ask, we'll figure out how to get you a copy. It is in Spanish. If you don't read Spanish, the photos alone are worth it.

(to the tune of) What's going on?

As others have said, as all of us knew already...we had a sort of victory the other day, a moment in time. But, don't push me! I like to sort of roll around in them like a mud bath. Lovely silky moment and then, well, enough is enough.

Here is a brief and very bad synopsis of the moment. Victor Gonzalas is up to bad tricks at the mullecito. Go there and see what I mean. Want the flamingo to stay? Do something. At the very least GO there if you are on island. Get mad. Get active.

The victory has its black side, of course. Write, call, go make an appointment with the mayor if you can and ask what exactly the victory meant, in regard to the Zoni project (new road bulldozed out there behind the dunes...real nice), the Terruno project, Victor Gonzalas, the mayor's true position on development. I'm not insinuating anyting, but I am saying...all is not la la loverly.

And it's 1, 2, 3, what are we fighting for?

Here's what...and you know I can easily post a few hundred more.


But I'm not going to. Instead I'm going to post something way cool that Al brought by the cart for me to look at (ok, I waylaid him off the bridge and he came over, carrying a box that was pretty battered). Inside his flat rate box was an awesome fossil that he & Mary found while they were back in Texas. We set it up so I could get a shot of it. I think it would look very cool on the cart and Al agreed...and then he took it home. Boy, some people are SO selfish!!!

It's hard (for me) to get the nuances of ripples,
plus there are oyster shells and much more in there...very wonder full

The sea almonds are going...well, nuts!

as are the papayas - finally they are growing too fast for the critters to eat them in the bloom

Sometimes my yard is just heartbreakingly beautiful...okay, a lot of times

This is for anyone who can identify this tree and blossom...and for my brother, to let him know that that flower wasn't red...it was DEAD! Oopsy, I hate it when that happens!

So, onward we go, in the joy and the beauty and the fight to keep them from clear and present danger. But in the MEANTIME...Susie's opens tomorrow night for a new season. The air is cool and the sky is blue and the breeze is up enough that I got fairly soaked on one side coming home this afternoon in the dinghy. But it was warm and beautiful and that is why god made showers.

Happy Tuesday!