Our Daily Walk....

Hola!  After our wonderful Quetzal outing anything I write will probably seem rather dull.  But to Bill and me, every day is a new adventure and never fails to add another page to our memories.


It's about a 15-20 minute walk from our house to the town plaza.  We both enjoy walking and by going into town everyday we can pick up what we need at the panaderia or mercado and can easily carry home what groceries or supplies we need.


During our stay here we've had things break.  I lost the pin holding my watch band on to the watch...  we found a joyeria and got that replaced.  Our backpack split open along side the zipper.  There's a shoe repair shop that fixed that for around $3.00.  And of course, my laptop problems...  kind of costly fix, but really important to me.  We had all these things fixed on our walks to town.  


It's great living in this house.  Having a home base (and I do mean quite literally... home) has given us the opportunity to get to know an area fairly well.  

Some of the little things we see going to town...

A nest of Clay-colored Robins...

We had seen the mama bringing these little guys their lunch...  looks like they aren't too far away from fledging...

We walked into town twice yesterday..  our usual early morning walk to the bakery. 

And then we went back into town in the afternoon..

We'd been told that the Organic Farmer's Market is on Thursday afternoons.

The sign reads:

"Fall In Love With Your Health"

At least that's the literal translation...  you get the meaning...

Bill & I had a small organic farm and sold at our local Farmer's Market for 18 years.  At that time farming organically was just coming into its own.  We left the farm 12 years ago, and when we go back to the market now, there are probably as many organic growers as those that use chemicals...

Here's what we found at this market...

Not Much!

This is the same building that houses the Saturday market.  If you read my market blog, you can see that the Sat. market is totally filled with vendors.  

Well, we didn't stay long at the market.  

I have been meaning to stop at the cemetery, which is on our way home..

 The Entry...  

 Costa Rica is predominately Catholic...  the altar in the cemetery is quite a normal thing.

 A few of the graves are in the ground....

 But the majority of them are above ground...  in crypt-like vaults.

Of course, with my wild imagination, I have possible conversations running through my head...

"Hey down there... I always told you I could top you at anything"

or

"Okay, Now who has the upper hand?"

and a few others too tacky to write down..

I bet you have a few thoughts, too...

I do kind of wonder who chooses the "pecking order", so to speak....

There were some crypts that were 3 spaces high and 4 or 5 across.  I guess that other than cremation, it's a good way to conserve space.  

Bill, being an avid genealogist spends a lot of time in cemeteries...  I tag along and read headstones (and often go birding)...

Cemeteries are great places to get a feel for history and the local culture.  I love them!

Often there will be lovely trees and flowers...

These two shrubs were both in bloom here.  I particularly like the red one...

The cemetery caretaker told me it's name...

As nearly as I could translate, I believe it's

Passion of Christ

Doesn't matter what...  it's beautiful!

The thunderclouds were gathering over the mountain and we could hear the rumbling get closer and closer, so we hurried on home.

The rains never did come yesterday... just threatened all afternoon.

Guess I can't write a blog without a bird picture...

This rare bird was in our yard this morning...

Truth is, I don't know what breed this chicken is...  

Maybe I need a whole different set of field guides!

That's All For Today....

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