Another norte is blowing here today, sun interspersed with light rain and grey. It has the tourists running back and forth, in and out of the condo below.

This is the kind of weather that the pelicans seem to really love. I wonder if the fish can't see them as well. One of my pastimes is trying to get a picture of the moment of impact when the pelicans are diving. I got quite a few today, some I even think are pretty good.

This one is not as good, the focus is a little off, but it is the moment that he hit the water. It's tough trying to figure out where they are going to dive, get the camera focused there and then follow them a little and hope you push the button at the right time.

I like this next one because it is in better focus and the water is flying from his impact.

One of the irritating things about Blogger is that in order for the words and the pictures to be in some kind of sync, I have to write a lot in between the pictures. I am kind of amazed though that my problems uploading in Blogger seem to have disappeared. It's frustrating not knowing which part of the problem is our equipment, which is Blogger, which is Hughes... most of the time it seems to be a combination and that is the hardest thing to troubleshoot.

This is the last of diving pelican pics, he's bobbed back to the surface while the water is still falling around him. We don't know if he got the fish or not.

I've got to go to the RV and look in the bird books to see what kind of pelican these are. There are some with white heads and some with dark heads. We think that is a difference between juvenile and adult but don't know which is which. I got one good picture of both types sitting in the water together.

We've spent the last couple of days lounging around and not doing much.

Rodrigo came and installed some light fixtures we bought last year in San Cristóbal. That freed up some lamps that we were using to read in bed and those had to be reassigned to other places. When a norte blows the humidity goes down, in between the rain that is. Mimi goes and gets her paint can and start doing touch ups. Those are the little details of our days.

I feed my grackles when they come and yell in the window at me. I got a picture of one of them today, he was very frustrated because there was food on his post but we were outside on the deck and he couldn't get to it.

Every day I spend a lot of time watching the ocean and the birds. Funny, I do a lot of bird watching but I'm not a Bird Watcher. I think what most people call bird watchers are more like bird counters, they seem to just want to count how many types they can see and spend very little time just watching the birds do what they do. I'd love to find some books on bird behavior, to me that's a lot more interesting than whether some little yellow bird is one type or the other.

For instance, there is one Tern that hunts in our bay all day. He dives from ridiculous heights, over and over. I can never tell when he catches something but he must be doing all right. At least once a day another Tern appears and they get into what looks like a mid air battle. I'd love to know if it is really a fight, or if it is some kind of courtship. After the aerial dance, the other Tern leaves and ours goes back to the endless dives.