After a weekend that saw the start of Summer, a Super Moon, Noche de San Juan and a slew of celebrations, farewells and music, I think we just might be back to what passes for normal around here. Though I did see some spontaneous dancing in the street last evening. Wait, that's normal.
Wandering around some mangroves yesterday, feeling like I should have on a palm platted skirt to match the primeval ambiance (because as most know, I'm all about fashion, even if it is prehistoric), I came across an egg. It was perfect. Sort of.
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The big mangrove clinging mass is a termite ball |
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It's hard to judge the size of this egg here; it's about 6 inches by 3. The size of a small dinosaur egg would be my guess. I picked it up because it called to be seen close up. Then I realized why it was on the ground, abandoned. Abandoned a long time ago. Just thinking about it makes me want to wash my hands. Again. With bleach. Still very cool though. |
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Land crab portals, the top one very freshly made |
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And that was about enough of that. Bring on other tropical beauties of of travel writer lore.
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This hanging from above bloom had to almost bop me on the head, but brilliantly got my attention. |
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It's a one sided love affair. |
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I'm sure there are upcoming events I could mention, but right now, the world outside this jungle I temporarily inhabit is far away. And so is that very ripe egg.
Have a textured Tuesday. Do something tidal.
What was the egg?
ReplyDeleteI have no idea...have to ask our resident biologist. At a guess, I'd go for some type of heron...
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