Puerto Rico

We’ve been back from Puerto Rico for a week now, so it’s time to post some pictures. Here’s a bird-of-paradise in El Yunque National Park, PR.

Bird of Paradise, El Yunque National Park, PR

Also from El Yunque, a shot of a snail (this sucker was about 3 inches across…)

Here’s an example of the bizarre root systems many trees in the tropics have — up above ground. Kurt tells me they don’t know for sure if this is an adaptation to the high rain fall, a necessary structural buttressing, or both. (I love it when we don’t know things.)

I was fascinated to see palm trees growing wild in the forest. Having lived in AZ and seen all the work required to keep a palm tree alive in a desert, it seemed unreal that there is a climate on the planet that can support them (and tons of other plant and animal life while it’s at it).

One last shot from El Yunque, which was only open for half a day while we were in that part of the island. The storm that made our drive from the airport to our B&B so dramatic brought down limbs and caused some mud slides. It took them a day and a half to clear up the roads enough for visitors to drive into the park, and even then they cautioned us to be careful, especially on the trails. This is La Mina falls, part of a wonderful paved trail we hiked.

On to San Juan. We visited the fort (San Felipe del Morro), which sits on a point at the mouth of the bay. Believe it or not, this fort was actually taken by the enemies several times over the centuries.

There were many walls I couldn’t see over even on my tiptoes. Translation: Kit is short. But we did find a wall taller than Kurt.

Old San Juan has been renovated and is beautiful. I couldn’t get over all the colors — blue brick streets and houses in all sorts of pastel colors.

(I took a million pictures like this one…)

Something I took with my friend Deb Robson in mind (she’s working on a book about wool right now): sheep statues (in old San Juan). At least, I’m pretty sure they’re sheep, and not goats… Their coats look a little scraggy.

Last but not least: proof that our vacation did not suck. The view from our room the last two nights we were there…

The biggest problem with our vacation: it was too short. We were just getting the hang of lying around on the beach all day reading, and it was time to come home.

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Kit Dunsmore

Kit Dunsmore has believed in the magic underlying the muggle world since she was a child searching for the Shetland pony pooka she was sure was hiding in her back yard. She learned early on that books were magic doors into other worlds, and that she could revisit a beloved character or place by opening the right book. As she grew, she decided she wanted to make magic with words, too. Today Kit writes about things she loves: poodles and dragons, witches and artists, quirky underdogs and loyal friends. Whether her setting is 6th-century England, the imaginary Twelve Kingdoms, or an art-obsessed version of modern America, magic always finds its way into her story. She enjoys turning fairy tales inside out and watching characters sacrifice everything to reach their goal, but she also believes in happy endings. When she isn't writing, Kit experiences magic by making things with her hands. Over the years, she's made quilts, fabric sculptures, collages, sweaters, and blank books. Her newest interest is learning how to spin her own yarn, a skill guaranteed to strengthen one of her many delusions: that she is a self-sufficient pioneer woman. She also thinks she is a hobbit, a witch, an artist, and a good cook. Living in the foothills of Colorado, Kit enjoys the giant skies and prairie landscapes which suit her need for wide open spaces. In addition to hiking through glorious scenery with her husband or imagining herself living in the Middle Ages, Kit works as a pillow for her miniature poodle and polishes the next small piece of her handmade life.

2 thoughts on “Puerto Rico”

  1. Thanks for sharing the pictures and thoughts! I think you’re right that they’re sheep. It can be hard to tell the difference between sheep and goats sometimes, especially since there are woolly goats (primarily mohair-growers and cashmere providers) and hair sheep. Basic thought: tail down = sheep, tail up = goat. Not a foregone conclusion, but a good first-sort rule.

    That first photo looks like a sheep of one of the varieties that have thin, long tails (sheep have lots of different kinds of tails; I think goats are a little less diverse in their choices). Some short, some long; some fat, some thin.

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