Saturday, July 13, 2013

Four Men and the Sea 2

Well, they all stopped and with my binoculars, I  could see them all looking in the center of the boat.  They  must be counting their fish, I thought.   When suddenly I saw Black throwing something out the boat, again and again.  It was water! They started racing home.  Back to the tiny inlet. Back to the port.

The fish will be waiting for them on another day.

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Four Men and the Sea

 Slowly, then quickly, stopping, resting, casting, stirring, stopping, one gets up, spreads the net, shakes it out, swings it, and lets it fly. They pull it in, while slowly then quickly circling around, stopping, resting, talking, the man in red goes and stands in the front.  The one in green bends over the center and looks down.  Now the boat is wobbling  softly as the waves gently sway it.  The man in black sits next to the motors.  I don't know anything about the bow, stern, or mast, and I suspect what they care about right now is finding some fish in their favorite spot.  They are moving now away from the sand bar... further west hoping they will find some fish to sell.  The man in green is now casting and casting the big net, and Red and Black are right there at his side, ready to help if he needs it.  The boat continues to move, banging on the incoming waves.  They turn and stop.  They have no idea, any one is watching them and they rest.  Regroup.  What to do?

They move west a little more.  Black is in the back, Red is in the center, Green is in the forward, and White is in the front.  They found something. they are all standing now,  pulling in the net.  Things are jumping in the water.  They must have hit the mother load because using the binoculars I can see something shiny, long, and silver caught in the net that they pull and pull out of the water.

Apparently, the catch wasn't big enough because they are still fishing.  They are moving again a little further west.  White is standing now. The boat is wobbling in the water again. Red, Black, and White are together in the back, Green is sitting in the bow with his feet dangling over the water as the boat circles around and I can see the huge net cast over the left side of the boat.  They are waiting it out.  Patience.  This is a necessary characteristic of a fisherman. I, on the contrary,  am anxiously wondering when it is going to end because I want them to get their fish and go.  As they wait  a flock of birds fly overhead fluttering by ignoring their labor.  A cooling breeze blows through where I am jumping from binoculars to laptop to camera to binoculars I don't want to let go, but back I go.

Green has gotten up, while White and Red are pulling the net while bending over the edge of the boat.  Black is in the back. Suddenly Black throws a floater in the water, and what appears to be a net as well,  and it slices through the air quite high, over the men's heads.  He's a pro.

They move east now.  They circle around dragging the net.  Green and White are on the left and Black near the motors, and it is Red now standing in the center of the yola and moving his arms quickly and widely as he pulls on the net.  Each one has their turn.  Are they going home? No, they are circling.  The waves are lapping.   They are waiting.  They are not leaving empty handed.

The boat barely visible is still there.  And I am watching.  

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Hit a Jackpot on the Beach!

 Usually when I walk the beach next to the Punta Tuna Lighthouse I only find small shells, lots of seaweed, and beautiful ocean waves.  Today, things were different.  I found a whole array of multicolored sea glass worthy of a necklace or bracelet, curious colored stones smoothed by the constant waves and sand, and some diminutive Chinese hat shells as I call them.  The height of my treasure trove though was the perfect Sand Dollar.  What an amazing find!

Friday, July 12, 2013

Plantains and Ginger

 No I am not talking about a recipe but about the plants. As you can see I spotted some red and pink Ginger plants and a field full of banana plants. One of my favorite things in the world.  This is the road that leads out of the Punta Tuna Lighthouse in Maunabo.  This is a beautiful part of the island.

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Villas del Faro, Maunabo

 Just another beautiful day in Villas del Faro in Maunabo.

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Wednesday, July 10, 2013

Photo Narrative of a Rain Storm

 Last week in Maunabo, I spotted a rain shower approach land from out at sea.  I thought this might be interesting to take pictures of as it approaches.  The following pictures are of the storm as it approached, arrived,  and moved on.

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Tuesday, July 09, 2013

Unusual for me, to say the least

A tropical storm is on its way to Puerto Rico. Chantel is her name.  It is a beautiful name and we hope she will be gracious and move on.  Hopefully it will not be a significant event if it keeps its current track but you never know.  Just a wobble or two can put it on the island.  As it is, it will be scarcely 80 miles away from the center on Wednesday but things can change once it reaches the warm waters of the Caribbean Sea.  In other words, this track can change.

Keeping our eyes open.

I wasn't counting on this!!


When I come to Puerto Rico it is usually to take pictures of flowers, visit friends, beaches, Old San Juan, and eat pastellilos de chapin. All have been done except to dive into the ocean and find some real chapin pastellilos.  Yet this trip is different.  While close to the beach, I haven't stepped in it.  Though I have a car I haven't gone to Old San Juan.  Then I did see a good friend, but only to say good bye and hopefully not for ever.  Add to that my old pastor for many years preached last Sunday.  To add to the unusualness he will be preaching a year's sermons on the many holidays we celebrate throughout the year, except he will be doing it in six weeks.

I want to emphasize emphatically that unusual is not bad.  In this time when persecution seems to be crouching at the door, celebrating our holidays ahead of time is not a bad thing.  I am sort of looking forward to celebrating Resurrection Sunday this Sunday at church.  Actually, that is the main reason we have church on Sundays.  "Christ is Risen! He is Risen indeed!"  Christians announce this on that day when we remember his resurrection.  It is an event that revives us and reminds us of eternity.  That though one might die, we look forward to the resurrection of the saints because he died and rose again. We will too.  Why? Because he promised!  So I am looking forward to celebrating Resurrection Sunday, this Sunday in mid July.  Instead of Christmas in July, it will be "He is Alive!" in July.  Amen!