End of the line

The antique Commer truck. September 2012:

firewood truck, Atlántida, Uruguay

December 2012:

December 2014 – mistakenly thought to be a different one:

Ancient Commer truck in Uruguay

January 2016: and yet again, parked at the zoo:

ancient Commer truck parked in Uruguay

Alas, on a dreary day in 2019, that sad truck that appears to have finally reached the end of the line:

Interesting to reflect that this truck was built the year I was born. Happy to report I’m holding up better….

A walk on the beach

There may be a story here … or not.

Pigeon on TV antenna. Yes, weather that dreary.

A dead penguin on the beach.

An appeal to ecological awareness, which caused me to remark how surprisingly free of plastic waste the beach in fact was.

And a surprise: the fishing platform mostly gone – it has been a long time since I walked on the beach.

It always had room for several people … no more.

fishing pier
Sunset, pier, fishermen

And Mocha never stopped running the entire time – so many new things to smell!

By the fire

The beautiful sunny days faded into more typical dreariness, and though it wasn’t cold-cold (do people say such things elsewhere?), a fire beckoned last night. We have a good supply of wood, and anything that decreases humidity is welcome almost any time, so it wasn’t difficult decision.

And The Committee approved.