Day still not so pretty, but bananas and banana quits are!

Indeed, not only did the sun refuse to break through the clouds, the clouds themselves thickened along with the humidity as the day went along. The good news is that as of the moment, either the humidity is departing and cool air is making a comeback, or my cold shower and hour in front of the fan is accomplishing the same feeling. Either way, I'm happier!

There is news on the "push push" law, as to comments. To read Digna's and Maryann's (English is at the end of Maryann's, I'm still looking for it on Digna's), follow these links.

http://www.docstoc.com/docs/6426511/Digna_Ponencia__F_

http://www.docstoc.com/docs/6426510/CORALations_1649_Fesp_

A bright, random act of kindness happened...a young couple was walking by the cart, the guy eating a sugar banana. He looked over at me. He stopped, reaching into the bag and pulling out another banana, he then asked if I'd like one. Well, sure! Who turns down one of those succulant treats? It was cold too, making it almost like a banana popscicle, a timely antidote to the heavy heat. He was from Columbia and told me the name they call them there, but of course I don't remember it. I do and will remember the kindness and our smiles though. And the taste of that banana, sweet coolness lingering...

photo credit: Flavio Germano


Another bright and beautiful thing was going on - I'm sure lots were but this was one for me. As I was walking home, I saw sugar/banana quits going wild at the feeder on our local Avon lady's porch. I could hear birds chirruping in the dozens and looked over to see them swarming this feeder and the bush next door. No doubt there are nests nearby, as the birds were darting around like hummingbirds from the feeder to somewhere and back (sure, I was able to tell them apart...). Very neat, more sugar/banana smiles.


The sky may be grey and it might be humid, but there are sugar bananas and sugar / banana quits in the world, so it can't be that bad. That's my story and I'm sticking (not stuck) to it.

Tuesday, yep, another one

Once again a visually sunrise-less morning. Of course I KNOW the sun is shining on us, just as much as I know the sun doesn't actually rise...we do, but give me some literary license here! Oops, I'm detecting a little 'not enough sun' crankiness. And that is why I don't live in cloudy places; 'nuff said.

I'm posting and dashing, mainly because I'm sort of hoping the day will progress into some different weather of a more beautiful sort and I'll be able to come back with the evidence! Until then....

Here is an early riser iguana, whom I ever so gently chased, like the hound from hell, away from my garden. No doubt he'll be back

An unelectric, quiet Memorial Day

The electric has been off here now going on the third day. I've heard some part of the line blew underwater somewhere around Vieques. And with our generators being what they are, the island is lit in thirds on a rolling schedule...something like six hours each from one end to the other. Of course depending on where you are and what you are doing, it can be a not so big deal or it can mean you have to close your business if you don't have your own gennie. I don't have that issue at the cart, luckily, but I do miss the fans at home when the air is still and heavy and you want to sleep but the drone of mosquitos is as loud as a plane landing and the air feels like water in your nose.

This morning the sky actually had some blue in it, pale blue, and the humid weight was lifted in a good breeze. Until it came back this afternoon. But oh joy for a few hours, it was, dare I say it, a normal day in May?

These photos are of the canal. Usually during this holiday the walls are LINED with boats, rafted together two and three deep, making a mess of trying to get through. But things are quiet this year, so I guess these folks just had to raft up across the entire canal just to celebrate the holiday. It's times like these I really miss Tuck! Climbing up the ladder to the top bridge, making quite sure that inconsiderate boaters know how he feels. It was the police this time, stopped in the middle of the bridge and putting their siren on for a brief tweet...





And not even the Little Penis guy was around this weekend! That's when you know things are slow, when there is no throaty rumble of massive engines throbbing under 2 guys and 10 bikini'd girls in a Cigarette look sort of almost alike style boat.

Happy sounds from kids playing basketball next door, people on boats laughing, someone playing congas somewhere around...and now that I've cooled down, a cool glass of white wine, a book, the hammock and a pillow are calling my name. I must answer.

Sue & Tuck's Frangipani looking good!

Hope your Memorial Day has and is being a good one.