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Thursday, January 14, 2010
Puerto Vallarta, Jalisco
From our temporary home above old town, we walk steep cobblestone streets to the local bus stop. At 8am the bus is packed, mostly workers, standing room only. Up along the cliffs it's a rough ride. The end of the line is Boca de Tomatlan, a tiny village. Pelicans above the beach soar while a fisherman lets out his nets. A delicious lunch of mahi mahi on the beach while men & boys load fruit onto boats for points south. Water taxis come and go.
Thursday, October 08, 2009
On the Mighty Mississippi
Mark is Lock and Dam Operator, Army Corps of Engineers, Lock and Dam #1 since July. Overlooking the lock at St. Anthony Falls from our balcony inspired him to get even closer to the river. Peregrine falcon and mink nests, a film crew in two canoes beginning a trek to New Orleans, barge traffic at 3 am, a riverboat of rowdy revelers prompting the captain to have police meet the boat when it arrived at the lock. . . life on the Mississippi. Earlier this summer we crossed the mighty waters at their source in bare feet at Itasca State Park.
Thursday, January 08, 2009
Housesitting in California
Not knowing a lot about our home for a month, we flew to California to take on a dog and a cat for a housesit in a city we've never explored. We realized Northern California is cold, grey and often rainy in January, but Minneapolis is colder. We've traded the snow and below zero temperatures for a few new challenges. We love warming ourselves by the fire in the den, our Shelty is faithful and obedient, our kitty sweet but shy.
"Expect nothing, live frugally on surprise." -- Alice Walker
"Expect nothing, live frugally on surprise." -- Alice Walker
Monday, January 05, 2009
Northland Winter
One kind word can warm three winter months. ~Japanese Proverb
Antisthenes says that in a certain faraway land the cold is so intense that words freeze as soon as they are uttered, and after some time they thaw and become audible, so that words spoken in winter go unheard until the next summer. ~Plutarch, Moralia
Antisthenes says that in a certain faraway land the cold is so intense that words freeze as soon as they are uttered, and after some time they thaw and become audible, so that words spoken in winter go unheard until the next summer. ~Plutarch, Moralia