… morning comes again …

... loreto dawn – 26 july 2011 ...

I inhale the steamy morning air, listen as ripples splash against the beach stones … coffee in-hand, the sun slithers up behind the clouds and once again, the day begins.

The pure elegance and simplicity of the dawn do little to assuage the raging that fills the United States over a budget crisis that no on seems to understand or have grip on. Everyone pontificates, shores up their positions … protects their own private interests.

But forgive me .. no, don’t. This comes on the heels of several decades of ‘greed-building’ .. where the dollar (euro/whatever) has become more important than anything else. We are surely in trouble ……………

Long fingers of Dora

Dora's Arms

No doubt, everyone is glad that Hurricane Dora went from Cat 4 to a tropical depression in the blink of an eye, along with moving broadly westward way from the coast. While we’d all like some rain, no one emraces the potential destruction of a hurricane.

Dora

This evening, long tendrils of Dora’s arms reached across the peninsula into the bay of Loreto. Winds continue to froth the sea’s surface and bend the palm fronds downward. The breezes have lowered the temperatures – at least for a while – and the dogs and I celebrated with a short beach walk.

Away too long …

Early Morning Light

I’ve been out of Baja for over a month, and there’s a nagging need to find my way home. Tacos de pescado, arroz con salsa .. possible una cervaza – o dos.

Stateside for work, which is bountiful, and for which I am extremely grateful – but the press of the City takes its toll. Sooo many cars, too much traffic. Everyone is in a wild hurry to get ‘there’ .. and I think, rarely appreciates where they actually ‘are.’

“Things” matter a lot here : clothes, cars, trends, electronics. Without even pondering, I find myself drawn back into the fold. “I need” … a long list manifests. But do I? What do any of us really need to live on? And does any of the stuff with which we overload our lives make us happy?

In Mexico, I ‘lean’ it back, live with less ..spend more time expressing my creative talents to manifest a this or a that.

And then there is the water. Warming and warmer. The color of the sky mixed with turquoise. A salinity in the Sea of Cortez that is higher/different than that in the states. Uncrowded … a morning paddle of many miles surrounded only by the sea, the edge of mountains, the off shore islands and a dolphin or two. The way the water wraps herself around my skin… the way I am able to merge with her beauty.

Yes .. past time to head south again ….

Morning Birthday Gifts

Loreto Sunrise

Quiet seas and shimmering dawn. Early morning osprey calls. The whiz of hummingbird wings next to my face. The splash of hungry pelican. A brisk walk to a thought provoking seminar by Mark Spalding the Ocean Foundation on environmental governance, part of the three-day Simposio de Ciencia de la Conservación en Loreto (Conservation Science Symposium). A vulture parked atop a palapa waiting for???

A seven mile SUP on glassy blue green seas filled with fleets of small yellowtail, puffer fish, sulking rays, fat faced puffer fish …. and … a sea turtle! First time paddling I’ve had that kind of up/close encounter. Cormorants and gulls. Lots of wonderful messages from friends all over the world.

Now, to hop a flight back to the states just in time for dinner with my mother, Kay Wright. It just happens to be her birthday, too! Happy Birthday, Mom ….

¿Tacos de Que?

20110515-040848.jpgOkay, I admit it – I am totally grossed out!  Tacos de cabeza? Tacos of head? Oh for sure, I am gagging in the corner. I’ve seen two signs in two days – one for de rez and one for de birra .. We are talking cow and goat here. And while I’m sure the taco wrapping of maize or harina doesn’t really encompass a skull, all I can think of are bones and eye sockets … and I am more certain that my non-hoof-eating diet is the right one.

Sunday Morning

the call of dove, the dart and dash of orioles in the palms, a flotilla of small grebes ..

sea like a mirror – so still – and the gentle roll of water on beach stones ..

high cirrus clouds striate the blue and an odd fog bank floats between the beach and the island ..

shimmering yellow green palm fronds in the early light .. radiant red flowers on hummingbird bush ..

somewhere, children hunt colored eggs and play with soft rabbits .. somewhere, church goers bow their heads .. to a portion of the world, this is Easter …….  el Pascua ….

Waterfront Estate for Sale in Loreto

View through palms across lap pool

My good friends, the Boyds, are selling their lovely waterfront home.  It sits directly across the Malecon on the Sea of Cortez with stunning sunrise vistas of Isla Carmen, shorebirds and nearby marine mammals.  Within walking distance to everything, the property has expansive gardens, a heated lap pool, state of the art kitchen, and is primed for expansion into a small bed and breakfast, if an owner should choose.  Currently 3 bedrooms, with 2 full and 2 half baths, wine bodega, separate guest casita and extra storage. For more information and additional photos : http://www-loreto-waterfront-estate.com

Osprey in the Hood

Osprey

Delight of delights .. an osprey has taken up morning residence on my neighbor’s roof.  The property is adjacent to the shallow estuary created by the carved earth of the arroyo.  The heron and egrets are usually morning visitors, along with sandpipers and godwits.   Five mornings in a row, however, the osprey has been perched on the rafters above my neighbor’s porch.  Could be that the persistent winds have made fishing in the open sea a challenging task, and the shallow tidal zone offers more promise of a meal.  Whatever the reason, I am thrilled to have the fish hawk as a morning visitor.  I’ve long thought of the bird as a personal totem, and reslish chance to observe his antics more closely.