Today. I came home from my walk with wet, sandy shoes and both hope and worry in my heart. I saw THREE sea turtle nests on the beach. What excitement! To think that in about 4 short weeks, hundreds of tiny sea turtles will hatch from these eggs and make their way to the water’s edge. A small distance to us – but how far it must be when you’re only 3 inches long! Who knows what dangers lurk from egg shell to wave…Will they make it? The hope is that they will! The worry is that we humans will mess with those nests, despite the fact that they are roped off and identified! A couple of years ago, I saw just one nest. Today, I saw three. Fingers crossed!
Here’s the beach panorama complete with someone shelling and Gerry perched on the ruins.
Here’s a teaser photo for my most recent excursion: A “camera walk” right here in San Juan. Here’s the link to read about where we went and what we saw.
Being in Wisconsin is synonymous for me with “driving in the car”. Some years it has actually felt like I spent more time in the car than I did in any of the places I drove to. (Slight exaggeration.) There is one majorly good thing about driving around Wisconsin – the radio!
Naturally, there are multiple public radio stations in Wisconsin so you never find yourself without that option on your dial. As you know, all the public radio voices sound exactly alike, so it isn’t hard to know, as you scan through the stations, when you have hit upon a public radio station. (My question is: Do the stations hire them because they have that voice, or do they develop that voice once they get on the air?) I am really a fan of “All Things Considered” so when I am lucky enough to be in the car when that is on – I am probably listening to it. Great cocktail party conversationalists know the value of ATC!
But secretly, my real joy when I am driving and listening to the radio is to find a classic rock station. Talk about a trip back in time! The years melt away. Other drivers may look and see this “woman of a certain age” belting out songs and bopping around as she barrels down the highway, but in my car there is only that 18 year-old heartfully (yes, I made that word up) singing the songs that defined her teenage years.
And, thank God for cruise control! I don’t know about you, but the louder I play the radio, the harder my foot presses down on the gas, and before I know it, I have a speeding ticket! (Actually it only happened to me once, and in Puerto Rico. It was a Sunday morning coming home from church, for crying out loud.)
Cruise control means I set the speed so that I don’t need to use that lead foot on the pedal, and instead can use it to keep time to the Rolling Stones, Bad Company, the Eagles, the Byrds and all the other great rock bands of the 60s and 70s. Drive on!
Most of you know that back in 2001, we took our boys out of school and went to Europe for 9 months with them. Gerry Jr. missed 9th grade and Ocar missed 6th. I kept a blog, called “Euro-Year” during those 9 months. Nine months worth (because you know how I run on a bit) is a lot to read, but here is the first installment: A little bit of August and all of September (including “9/11). Hope you enjoy reading it!
In other words, I was out walking in Milwaukee. Here’s what I saw this morning….
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