This post could be a bit or maybe a bit more harsh to read. A note on that. It’s not as easygoing as some. It was a day for exploration. Line of low, knurled trees. Clear, sunny, but with a sea mist. 3 hours farther up the shore on foot than ever before. No peopleContinue reading “The Island”
The Torrid Zone The Earth’s axial tilt, 23.5 degrees. The sun stops overhead at the Tropic of Cancer 23.5 degrees north – in June and at the Tropic of Capricorn 23.5 degrees south – in December. Between is the equator and the tropics. The Torrid Zone.
A hummingbird lit, branch to branch. With the rain and the gray and chill and bits of water falling from the sky, the hummingbird zipped between, buzzing its wings like a tiny fan. With a rapid shake of its head, it flung more bits into the air. With perfect form, it posed itself midair beforeContinue reading “Flying through the Storm”
The Rocks The man dove from the cliff of black lava in an inlet of steep black rocks topped with green trees and moss and ferns. He dove into churning ocean water that was blown by high winds from a sea storm, the water grey and choppy and whorling and spraying high up and aroundContinue reading “The Rocks”
The Bike Winding across the open terrain of the island’s volcanic coast, a marine and sweeping, grass covered incline before the interior mountains, the bike came up the paved road from the little port town below the cliffs. The weather was damp, humid and muggy and dark enough for road lamps or yard lamps orContinue reading “The Bike”
I saw some kind of disturbing stuff about Everest recently. Feeling a little morbid. Pithy Part 1: at War with the Coconuts How to open a coconut. The nut and the husk are primary, the husk a thick covering of fibrous material with a burnished shell around a smaller round nut with meat and water.Continue reading “Pithy Part 1: at War with the Coconuts”
Nothing New Under the Sun Out on the bright, reflective sand, a beach side hut stood in its own stark shadow, weathered poles and roof of dried palm leaves, gleaming in the sun. Really only an open shelter with a pair of walls against prevailing winds, its brown-grey color was evidence it could exist inContinue reading “Nothing New Under the Sun”