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| If we are going to take pictures before the walk even gets pretty, we must showcase Kaio, our reason for being (...walking). |
Last Sunday morning, we took Kaio, Nancy's pooch (who has traveled with her all over Central America), for a walk down the arroyo, or dried up river bed, to some watering holes, that are not quite watering holes yet. We encountered lots of dead animals, mosquitos, green water, and palm trees stretching out of thick brush. Past the trail-side pig farm and creepy flocks of vultures, the landscape got progressively richer, reminding me of that which the dinosaurs used to roam. Maybe it's the newness of tropical forests to me, but it all seems so ancient, as if from a National Geo episode where they computer animate prehistoric reptiles.
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| Will I ever become disenchanted with all things tropical? Not when they look like this. |
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| We go for walks in the mornings to avoid direct heat, and to get pictures like this one. |
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| Another amazing example of why this landscape feels old to me. |
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| Nancy loves to see how many times Kaio will swim back and forth chasing rocks before he realizes that rocks sink. (Answer: a very long time.) | |
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