I have named the Brown Booby: Bob! He is alive and well and fishing along the shoreline in Kekaha.
He fished near a human fisherman, who was smart enough to get out in the water and cast off from there. I wonder what Bob was thinking.
A gardener on one of my routes grows the prettiest roses. Surprisingly, the rose isn't a regular flower grown here; most folks go with bougainvillea, plumeria, hibiscus. Perhaps this soil is tough on roses. But I am certainly no expert!I have to laugh every time she does this: she will lie down on my foot to keep me in place.
So she lay down for a nap.
Nothing gets by her notice. I did hear that she has twice recently escaped to a neighbor's yard.
And later is apparently bored by the whole thing.
And colorful clouds
Oh boy! This tree is already heavy with mangoes. I can hardly wait for ours to grow fruit like this tree.
Bitter Melon fruit and, below, the flowers.
This tree's mangoes ripened earlier.
Plumeria with morning dew.
I have no clue how old this barrel cactus is, but I surely do enjoy this plant.
Puffball..
The people who take care of this yard apparently decided to let their plastic dogs wear the Santa hats year round.
I am not an eggplant fan, but did see this yellow one.
Palm trees for you know who.
We do get very lovely clouds.
More pretty roses
I haven't searched for this plant yet. But it sure was interesting.
She probably wonders why I take her photo so often.
I am enjoying more sights, now that the rain has stopped for a while. Have a great week. And thank you for reading.
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