Tuesday

Yesterday we went to San Poncho (formerly San Francisco). It has changed a lot since we were here eight years ago. But we had a lovely day at a beach that is far less busy than Sayulita and with HUGE waves. It was a lovely day.

Then I came home to find out friend Chris is now comatose and his end is near. It is hard to be here but then perhaps I am very lucky to be with people I love so much.

 Hudson underwater.

  San Poncho north and south.

There is a bird show outside my window
every morning.