I’ll continue with stories of our travels in Turkey in the next post, but
What I’m juiced about right now:
are the birds of La Manzanilla, Mexico.
We moved from San Miguel de Allende to La Manzanilla three days ago. Every day I sit on the patio entertained by the birds. Who needs the Internet or Netflix when there is a constant display of colour and sound right on your doorstep?
The front wall of our casita opens up onto a patio and swimming pool surrounded by lush tropical forest with a view of the ocean in the distance. The trees are full of birds. They especially love feeding on some berries hanging off the palm just beyond the pool. The chachalacas live up to their name. They are a kind of wild turkey with a raucous cry that sounds like starting a sick car on a cold morning, only louder. Much louder. The plain black grackles have the sweetest song.
Next post: Back to Istanbul in all its clamorous glory.
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