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French Polynesia Day 9, Fakarava

Lurking in the Louvers

It’s a curious life for a lizard. It spends most of its life looking for something to eat while trying not to get eaten itself in the process, or mangled by moving parts of air conditioning units. This one also appeared interested in listening to our conversation, but was leery of any approach by usContinue reading “Lurking in the Louvers”

Inching Along

I just had to stop to get a video of this caterpillar crossing the street. Exactly why it was crossing the street I don’t know; it was too busy for an interview though it certainly was entertaining. It looks like one of the “geometrid” caterpillars that could turn into a rather large and ornate moth,Continue reading “Inching Along”

Spring Green

The equinox has past as has the first full moon of spring. The trees are in their finest foliage, and Easter is just down the road. #spring #trees #forest #equinox #fullmoon #easter

Wings in Waiting

A neighbor summonsed us to a severely-eaten milkweed plant where two small monarch caterpillars nimbly nibbled away at remaining stalks of the plant. Others had devoured all of the leaves, and then each had crawled off to nearby shrubs to form a chrysalis, from which they will emerge with wings in 10-14 days as theContinue reading “Wings in Waiting”

Aw Shucks

A visit to the local farmer’s market brought back happy memories of our childhood days on the farms where we grew up. The produce was almost as fresh as if we had picked it ourselves. Once back home we quickly husked the ears in anticipation of a delightful meal; or did we shuck them? IContinue reading “Aw Shucks”

Downwind

The rain had momentarily paused providing a break for the birds to get on with their day. A wren perched on the fence with its tail to the wind and its downy feathers ruffled by the breeze. In spite of it all it seemed happy and started singing, making the rest of us happy asContinue reading “Downwind”

On the Hook

There was always something special about sleeping on the boat while at anchor or “on the hook” as the saying goes. Once the anchor was well set, the boat would move a bit from side to side as it reacted to the wind, waves, and current, but never drift. Small waves striking the hull wouldContinue reading “On the Hook”

Fragile Fingers of Frangipani

They have survived the winter without freezing and continue to reach upwards towards the life-giving, spring sun. In winters past, such delicate buds have frozen and fallen off, not to be regenerated until late in the summer season. The likelihood of freeze now appears to be well past, and the fingers of flower buds onContinue reading “Fragile Fingers of Frangipani”

Circus Monkey

It can come as a shock to realize that a given situation actually is my concern, not somebody else’s. The monkey’s (or should I say chickens?) came to roost for me some time in the prior millennium when I was in my mid 30’s. After attending some meetings, I boarded an elevator that had mirrorContinue reading “Circus Monkey”