Thursday, August 31, 2006
Big John is on his lumbering way, slowly spinning up the Mexican coast. You can't tell it by this mornings' picture of the smooth-as-silk bay, with the fishermen fishing and snorkelers floating by. Maybe by this time tomorrow the swells will be big and the surf nasty.
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Patience. It's all about learning patience.
Living in Mexico has taught this anal-Anglo that everything does not have to happen this instant. If you are willing to wait a damn minute you may have what you desire, or something close to it, or something even better.
Another valuable lesson I'm learning is that Mexicans as a generalization do not judge people on their looks, but more on their hearts. Somehow the folks I have met are so much better at looking into your soul and deciding if they want to be friendly with you or not.
Saturday, August 26, 2006
Thursday, August 24, 2006
I think the So. Cal. surfers are ever so happy to get their boards on this free ride. Some businesses might be short-staffed while the kids hang 10.
Down here I just get seasick if I watch too long.
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
I'm getting the drift of the word "monsoon." It took it's time coming through but then hit like we were in the middle of a hurricane. Lightening, thunder. Sideways rain. It was everything you dream it would be and more.
Speaking of Hurricane, did you see the Spike Lee HBO special on Hurricane Katrina? Wow. Thank you Spike. It was marvelous and right on target. We watched all 4 hours and both agreed it put any little annoyances completely in perspective. I can't compare anything I've ever gone through to what the gov-ment did to those people. I also remember how angry I was last year as the horror was unfolding. And Barbara Bush, shame on you for being so out of touch with reality that you would think those thousands of people would enjoy camping on the floor of the Astrodome. Please go stay in your gilded cage and take your ass-hole son back with you.
My Bella is out grazing on the desert grasses, free as a bird. She's with the mares and their babies and I bet they are all giddy with delight at the freedom and full grass-bellies.
Sunday, August 13, 2006
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Speaking of...The tortoises are out and about due to the grasses growing as high as a "tortoises" eye. The big boys are thrilled to be able to lumber about and feed to their hearts' content on the bounty that springs forward in the summer monsoon season. It's quite amazing that the desert can come alive so quickly in the heat of summer. I suppose everyone on the US east coast sees this as the growing time and it's not odd at all. I just think of it as the dried-grass time.
Now we are getting more excited about the Fall. We hear that the really nice month is October, when the weather cools a bit and dries up and the water stays warm.
Guaymas was 105 yesterday and we stopped and had tacos at the Michocan spot I love. Totally wonderful.