Free Range Friday ~ More Photo Round Up

One of the things that's been an issue with my computer is photos. As most who read this know, I take a lot of them. I can't say how many times I've crashed various computers because of overload, even when I put them in the cloud, on flash drives, on cd's back in the older days, it seems there are always too many. So when I get my computer back from wherever happy place it goes for repair, there is always some photo disarray. Which, if I choose to let it, can be fun. 

Here's a little photo fun, old photos showing up from who knows where they were hiding...

This isn't 100% Culebra, but I think you'll guess pretty quickly where that line crosses.

Remember Jane's Hound Dog? Now happily living with
David and Debbie, with yearly visits back to Culebra

Oops. This is from the Flea Market in Florida.
They say mild porn can make a big boost in blog readership.

Also from Florida. An abandon coral rock home,
right up there as one of my favorite homes ever.

A flight heading home

Full moon at Zoni Beach

Capt. Pat and some Wise Guys

Why do iguanas with their tongues out crack me up?
Rhetorical question.

*sniff* old photo of the shack
Elijah's dog Nesta keeping Cwim on alert mode

Old friends

First time I ever liked broccoli! Well duh!

Dick just turned 90 on the 4th (at home in the States, this photo was awhile back)!
Happy birthday, Dick!!

Because it's beautiful

A cool water catchment system

John doing what John does (with friends)

A rainy day across from El Batey

View from a housesitting hill

Helena's sunlit hair

Mario's fine work at Melones

Some goods at Alicia's shop in town

I stopped this Mom and her daughter's and friends
because they looked so shiny happy. They were super nice too.

My 2nd oldest granddaughter Nesta

Rainbow surpise

Does this ever get old?

I like the old traps!

John doing his thing

My little boy

Don't stand under this tree on a windy day!

Just because they are beautiful

Ditto

Chicken on the beach.
It's not just for picnics anymore.

Another Zoni beach full moon

Because bark is amazing

Because Gil is adorable

May this always be a traffic stopper on Culebra

Oh my!

Belly fulla Bella!

I've always liked this place. It was looking particularly good this day.

Bee happy!

Will ride for food

Because they can!

This also isn't Culebra, obviously, but I love it for its
Florida iconic-ness and the osprey nest. WITH THE OSPREY!

A bit more current.

Yes!!! There are anchovies at Heather's Pizza!
Thank you, Anita!

Every birthday I make a little cairn on a beach to remember those loved and gone,
but Nature made most of this one.
I'm pretty sure they are prehistoric sea elephant lion paws.

Is this really Judy and Rebecca's old place?
Yes it is! Welcome to the new Galleria.
Felicidades!

It is Free Range Friday, after all.

We all know that yard with the most glorious mango trees!
Hell no, I didn't pick one off the tree, I was lucky enough to find two perfect ones
that just happened to roll my way...
Is this gorgeous or what? It was that delicious too.

Hope you had a little fun. I'm still putting things together but sharing them on the way makes it more enjoyable.

Have a go with the flow Friday. Do something fritteringly. 

A Little Culebra Catch Up, Hold the Mayo

With my computer finally back and some connection, it's a happy day here on Penelope. No, that's not the name of the houseboat, it just feels like it today. 

So maybe these random photos from over the last weeks will show up. There would be many more, but I'll be real lucky to get these actually posted before the day is done. 

Beside those first world trials and tribulations, summer is moving along at a pretty serene pace. Life is good in Fulladoza Bay.

50 minutes later - well, this might not happen...

Okay! Change of location and three days later, I'm going for it!!

The old alcadia still has the best view of any I've ever seen

Birthday peli

Most awesome rainbow(s) I've seen in awhile, out my back door

A misty St. Thomas

Green baby!

This is a kind of palm! I didn't know that.

Smells like honeysuckle

There is a home in town that draws banana quits.
It's a tiny magical spot and they love it! Year after year.

Crazy gorgeous sunset out my back door

This is Venus. Just in case you were wondering.

This is the moon. But I bet you knew that.

Am I having fun with my new camera? Oh yes indeed I am!

It's, as usual, difficult to predict what this latest invest will do, but best to have yourselves prepared for whatever comes along. Don't forget to get that stuff that can fly around someplace it won't fly!

Have a weatherly Wednesday. Do something waverly. 

Happy Father's Day ~ 2017

I wrote this a few years back. Tonight, the same thing happened. Photes of my Dad surface and sink, I don't know why. Or maybe I do. Maybe for some of us, family photos are better tucked away, to bring out on random occasions when the mood is right.

Without my computer (this week, fingers crossed!), looking for photos isn't going to happen, making this pretty appropriate. Again.

Happy Father's Day to you Father's out there. And to you Mom's that do your best to fill those shoes as well? Bravo!
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Father's Day 2013

My brother called me last night to ask, do you have a photo of Dad? I answered, yeah, but they're in the precious stuff stashed at a friend's house for when I leave here for hurricane season and haven't gathered back for the last 4 or 5 years. Where's YOUR photos of Dad? I asked. He said they were in boxes he'd sent ahead to his eventual retirement and current fun place in North Carolina.

Bottom line, we both have Dad so much in our heads that photos of him, rare and special, aren't really needed on a regular visual basis. He lives in us every day, speaking out loud when we fish and cook and pick up errant trash. When we laugh or start a conversation, when our bullshit detector goes into the red line, when our heart true detector goes into the thumpbumpwatta (is that you Dad? Ok, I'm listening) wumppaapaapaao zone. 

So, here is a photo of my Dad. Somewhere very close between Danny Thomas and Ben Cartwright. And Superman.

My girlfriends who would come to spend the night LOVED my Dad. But they also said, 'Is he in the Mafia? He looks scary, and then you know him and he's not scary at all'. All four of us kids felt the same. He wasn't a tall man, but his piercing eyes under bushy spiked black eyebrows could lay you down in a second for truth. Square hands, hands that knew the silk of a 5th Avenue tie and the handles of a plow and the sweet leather of a classic car and the tiller of a boat and pots and pans.. A back broad as the world, ready to carry us anywhere. And he did. And he didn't. But he wanted to and did the best he could to get us where we wanted to go. We all make our choices. Here's to you, Dad, thank you. Thank you.

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Have a salubrious Sunday. Do something sweetly.