Couple of more Pictures
Almonds on the ground in Guajataca. A Flamboyan and the scattered blooms on the grounds, and finally the actual train tunnel used by the railroad when in was active in Puerto Rico. These almonds remind me so much of my brothers, Edwin and Hector. We would stop on our late summer walks to school in Naranjito, to smash almendras with the first slippery rock we could find on the side of the road. If we managed to mangle an almond, we often were rewarded with a skinny sliver of nut. But how tasty it was. Good memories of my brothers. Las almendras.