TIP Day 3, The Sequel

Near Treasure Island.



Near The Grandview.



Tri-coloured heron! I find close-ups with the point and shoot to be softer in focus than I would really like, so clicking doesn't get you the detail you may be accustomed to.

TIP: Day 3

Rooster!



Snowy egret hunting insects.



Northern curly-tailed lizard (adult!).

More photos to come!

TIP: Day Two

I had a fine practice with the Cayman Masters last night! Brent ran while I swam. We popped into Fidel's afterwards for dinner. I asked if our waitress missed us ...

I had whiled away the day here (my brother's balcony looks right out onto Seven Mile Beach), with only an afternoon side trip to Icoa.

There will be a meeting this afternoon to determine whether tomorrow's swim will go ahead — here is today's sea state courtesy of the Cayman Islands Government: Moderate to rough with wave heights of 4 to 6 feet especially along the west and north coast. Small crafts should exercise caution over the open waters. Some swells are likely along the west and north coast.

It's a bit too early yet for the curly-tailed lizards to be out in force, but I may wander down to Cafe del Sol in a bit. Last night on our way to practice there were four snowy egrets hunting in the tropical rain pool across the road, so I'll pop my camera in my bag, just in case!

Surf's Up!

My dreams of an early morning sea swim were dashed when I looked out Brent's patio window and saw the surf! That and the small craft warning. Note the position of the tree's fronds on the far left of the photo. However, we did pop in on Miss Ursell at Cafe del Sol ... so it's not like the morning's been a complete wash! And a curly-tailed lizard or two had begun basking on our return.

Brent is now beavering away at the office, and I am feeling the fatigue and stiffness that come after a long day's travels. I am very hopeful that the weather will cooperate and let me swim masters practice tonight. While I do that my brother can hit the ground running! In the meantime, I'm sure I can while away some tropical island time!

Eleventh Hour, Eleventh Day, Eleventh Month ...

If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders Fields.

John McCrae

Just Hanging Out

The Boarder and I are relaxing on my chair, he's above and I'm below. His eyes are sleepy, but not quite closed. It is only in the past couple of weeks that we have been hanging out this way. Ironically, it was one of George's favourite things to do indoors. Soon I'll get the laundry underway, and use the Evil Vacuum Cleaner. Then his countenance will change! He'll probably look more like this:



As usual, feel free to click for a bigger Boarder.

Don't Look Shelley!

It is not often you have a fine orb weaver able to make a substantial catch on November 8th in this neck of the woods! Click for a better view.

P.S. The Boarder reports that he can supervise his spider from the front window, as she is clearly visible.

A Sunday Snippet

I tried to strap that brace back on yesterday, really I did! But Dad called just as I hit "publish post", and as they're off to Florida this morning, so that was a clear priority. And then there was figure skating on TV. And then is was DARK!

I'll get at them today! Maybe even soon ...

In the meanwhile I bring you a nice offering from Mr. Sutcliffe.