Here's another photo from that beautiful, deserted beach in Puerto Rico. Definitely not for swimming!Visit other "water-ful" blogs at Watery Wednesday.
Here's another photo from that beautiful, deserted beach in Puerto Rico. Definitely not for swimming!


We found this beautiful beach n the northern shore of Puerto Rico. While some of the beaches were swarming with locals and tourists, there was no one but us at this little gem. Perhaps it was because the waves were more than a little intense, but we thought it was lovely and stayed an extra day. The last photo reminds me of a downed pterodactyl.
Here in Washington, DC, we haven't seen the sun much lately, so I had a hankering for a true blue sky. Here's one from Seville's Alcazaba. I'm smiling just looking at it--hope to see something other than gray here soon.

I love open air markets, they're always so colorful—the people as well as the goods! Here is one I went to in Tallin, the charming capital of Estonia. Of course, when I was there, everything had to be in Russian as well as Estonian; the locals were rather hostile about that—people only spoke to us when we switched from Russian to English—so I can only assume today's signs would not be bi-lingual.



A couple of shots from spectacular Ronda, a small town in Spain built on two sides of a deep--very deep--gorge. The last photo shows the bridge connecting the two parts of town.
Here is another fairy tale view, this one of an ancient church on a mountain on the outskirts of Mtskheta, the old capital of Georgia. I confess I cannot remember its name, nor do I remember how you get to it—but it's certainly scenic!
When we were in Puerto Rico, we decided to forego the highway and drive to the Southern coast on the mountain road—as you can see, the view was quite lovely, and so was the sky. There was absolutely nowhere to stop though, not even for a cup of coffee, so after four hours we gave up our principles and sought out the highway—and lunch!
Everyone always talks about how the British are so willing to stand in line without complaining—well, they are not alone. When I was in Soviet Moscow, the Russians were endlessly willing to stand in line — the thinking was, if there's a line, there must be something good to buy! In fact, you're supposed to get in line first, then ask what "they" are selling--otherwise three more people will be in front of you!
Now, in this line, everyone is quietly waiting for something that was not really that hard to find, but still extremely desirable -- and that's probably the line we would have joined if we wanted to do "as in Rome": ice cream! Must have been the popular one, the one that tasted really good so it was less available, a log of creamy vanilla (always vanilla) enrobed in a soft chocolate cookie. Yum. (I don't believe we ever stood in a line this long, except perhaps once for Russian champagne, which was only available for a couple of days before holidays!)

OK, I've discovered I like taking photos of roots! Other than the light, these two photos are quite similar, right? I took the top one in at the Barnum place in Sarasota, Florida; and the bottom one at the Dole Plantation in Kauai, Hawaii. I can't decide which light I like best--cool and soothing or hot and sunny! What do you think?


I think the clouds here make the Rock of Gibraltar look like a whale, don't you? Blowing out the wrong end, of course, but other than that...
Here are two views of the 3,000-year old city of Mtskheta (we didn't use to pronounce the 't,' if that helps), at the confluence of the Rivers Mtkvari and Aragvi. This was the ancient capital of the Kingdom of Iberia in what is presently Georgia, and is located less than 20 miles from the present-day capital of Tbilisi. I like the way the water suddenly turns green in the second photo.