The Delta to the Rio de la Plata

Our escape from the metropolis to the Delta and the Hosteria Los Pecanes lost us in a maze of backwaters that go on for miles and miles. Mark captures the charm of cyprus trees and the little inn in a watercolor . . . .
The only guests, we lapped up the peace and quiet, the only disruptions the antics of the four dogs who had the run of the place, dozens of hummingbirds, or one of the wooden boats dropping mail or supplies on the dock.

Ana, our hostess, fed the hummingbirds three times a day, and wild turkeys from her hand thru the kitchen window.


A watercolor from Elizabeth's journal.