What do these have in common? Nothing, except they happened to be in my camera today. Since you all seem to enjoy following me around town, I’ll share my latest collection of photos with you.
Sunday my friend Steffi and I set out on a bike ride. Our objective was to visit the fish sellers above the airport. But first, we decided to bike the loop in front of the airport and then, since we were so close to Pedregal, a ride through town and a visit to the marina seemed like a good idea.
Pedregal may not be the most scenic area, but sometimes there are some really big, expensive boats parked down there. I suppose it is one of the few places with a marina where you can get to town for supplies fairly quickly. I have been warned that Pedregal is dangerous and I should never go there, but I have only found people to be friendly and nice.
By now it was getting close to noon and I thought the fish guys above the airport might be closing for the day, so we decided to go to my favorite Pedregal fish market. I didn’t know what we would find on a Sunday but we were lucky and the coolers were full of many choices.
I bought a 4 1/2 pound pargo (red snapper) for $11.25. He cleaned it and cut fillets, which will be enough for four dinners for the two of us. I also have the head and bones for soup. We had fish for dinner Sunday night and it was excellent. Corvina is sea bass, and sierra is mackerel. The most expensive thing on the sign is camarón, which is shrimp. It’s out of season right now though and they didn’t have any.
With fish on board and being 10 miles from home, we figured we should head straight back.
We biked over 21 miles that day and the return trip was sunny and hot. Both of us had tired legs but Steffi is young, slim, and fit so I felt better knowing I wasn’t the only tired one.
The next few days were taken up with the saga of the microwave, which I will write about when the end of the story plays out.
Today, Joel and I set out on our bikes.
The street above is just outside our neighborhood, and the way we go to town. The cows get loose now and then and don’t seem to get in any mischief, but I was surprised to see how upset they were at Joel on his bike!
On our way home we took a scenic detour through the residential areas below us.
When not running around town, I continue to work on painting. I am slow and I don’t find time for it every day, sometimes not for days at a time but I feel like little by little I am getting better. Painting is not photography, and what works in a photo won’t necessarily work well in a painting. I continue to work on knowing what order to work (best to do the background first), and I continue to work on light and dark. Things always need a lot more contrast than I realize, and the vast majority of time the suggestions from my teacher are about this.
I’m lucky that I get some requests so I can paint but not have my house overflowing with paintings. The one in progress now is an underwater coral scene for my biking friend Steffi, and another friend might like something for her kitchen.
A day would not be complete without a critter! Joel has some plywood stacked out behind the house, and the scorpions seem to think it’s a great place to hang out.
We have had a scorpion in the house a few times, but thankfully have never been stung. It is said they feel like a bee sting and aren’t dangerous other than the unpleasant experience.
Another day in Panama. Now I’m on my terrace watching the breeze pick up and the clouds move in. It’s getting to be about that time when the rains could start.