"... cold cement shower..."

hi people. i'm back early from culebra. disasters and emergencies were spaced strangely among quick moments and long hours of beauty and transcendence.

list {not chronological}:

baby sea turtle
dangerous walk in the dark
illness and infirmity
rice with butter
cafe bustelo
sunburn on purpose (out of spite?)
pelicans
tiny lizards at the doctor's office
fine grained sand beneath grateful toes
peanut butter and banana sandwhiches at the beach
a wistful tour of a campsite from four years ago
a winsome look into the future
baby chicks wandering around henry and laida's backyard
mosquito net
halographic jesus at the head of the bed
five pool games with mom at local bar on a sunday afternoon
iguana holding up airplane traffic in san juan
sitting next to pilot in six-seater plane over coral reef formations
complete disorientation
unusual appreciation of cold cement shower

in conclusion:
little sea crabs can come across as eerily humanoid in their crafty side-glancing behavior. i would say even MORE human-seeming than many mammals, which is so weird because crustaceans are only a stone's throw away from being bugs!!!



now that i'm back:

organizing fantasy photo project collection,
planning new indulgent magical/fantastical/historical re-enactment photo projects
listening to j. r. r. tolkien books on tape
looking forward to visit from darling cousin, sarah malmude, on tuesday
babysitting actual babies sunday
working on status as a regular at favorite moroccan coffee place, 'the bagel zone'

>>>>>>>^^ i miss my past and future friends!!!!! ^^<<<<<<<