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30. Ecuador Adventures and Frogs – Quito, Part V

Tuesday, June 20th, Orchid Orchestra Botanical Gardens of Quito

The light of day had broken through the rain and fog by the time we were ready to leave the Guayasamin Museum. Jennifer had to go back to the hotel to catch her shuttle to the airport. Melissa split off to see a famous cathedral in the center of town.  The rest of us walked for an hour or so down the winding roads to the Botanical Gardens.

The red eyed tree frog above the entrance to the gardens was indeed welcoming.  The visit seemed meant to be.  

The grounds are spread out and attractively kept. Exotic plants,  “broom trees”, “bottle brushes”, and I presume, grasses, graced the trails.

It was easier to admire the fascinating Bromeliads in their manicured and showcased environment.

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Plants that are relatively common in the United States are easily recognizable, such as the Cala Lily and Fuschia. Central and South America provide for much of the US market for cut flowers and floral plants.

When it comes to the orchids, I was struck by the variety in their appearance.

 

 

 

I wondered to myself just what makes an orchid an orchid. Imagine my surprise when I turned a corner immediately after that silent musing and saw the same question with an answer.

What makes an orchid an orchid?  The secret is in the flower.

Orchids have three equal sepals and three petals, one of which is more striking than the others and is called the lip or labellum.  

The stamen (male) and pistil (female) are joined in one dominant columnar structure
The column is located generally opposite the lip, instead of symmetrically distributed around the flower.

The salient characteristic of orchids is pollen grouped in large masses or sacks called pollinators.

 

 

 

Given this definition, which of the following are orchids?

If you have had trouble deciding, you are not alone. The bottom of this sign reads:  Be careful, there are millions of species of orchids, and with many, only an observant expert can distinguish these characteristics. 

The reason I have so many photos, and many more where these come from, is that my friend Melvin, for a change, had not brought his camera with him. As I moved about the greenhouse, he would point to a flower, I would take a picture, and he would point again. I swear he pointed at every orchid in that building!

The Botanical Gardens closed a half hour before the Vivarium, both part of Carolina Park

In spite of our pleas and reasoned discussion, we were not given a break in the price of admission for the last half hour. The elfin twins got the senior discount, however.

Before we had set out from the Hotel Bernard, everyone except Jennifer had piled their luggage in my room. After a quiet dinner downstairs (Michael was “off duty” as of the night before and didn’t really want to talk frogs), we went up to my room, fiddled with our packing, played on I-phones and/or took naps. Michael, Conner, and Katie were the first to leave.

The last shuttle trip was due to arrive at Quito airport at just the time Matthew was getting in, so I hitched a ride with the shuttle driver, Ramiro, and my two remaining companions, Melissa and Melvin.

In order to practice Spanish, I found it was best to sit up front with the driver. Ramiro made a quick stop to pick up his wife, and after dropping the other two off at departures, the couple came in with me to greet Matthew.

Every Ecuadorian I met, without exception, was extremely friendly, cordial, and helpful.
And that was the end of one adventure and the beginning of the next.

Tune in next week for Matthew’s arrival and our adventures in Quito and Galapagos.

29. Ecuador Adventures and Frogs – Quito Part IV

Tuesday, June 20th, Museo Guayasamin

Michael was going out with a few of the group members that weren’t leaving until later that day. Chelsea, who wasn’t with us, had recommended the Museo Guayasamin.  Our group included Michael himself, Katie, Connor, Melissa, Jennifer, Melvin and me. 

We headed up there in a few taxis, and ate lunch across the street at a tiny second floor mom’s restaurant, where my soup was served in a quaint bowl.

Yummy as always, the soup is gone forever. The CocaCola lingers on.

The best online source of information about the Museum is at their website, Museo Guayasamin, the source of the information and photos below. Images and words, however, can not take the place of  visiting the museum itself and listening to the presentation about the work of Oswaldo Guayasamin, which brought tears to my eyes more than once.

Nelson Rockefeller became one of Guayasamin’s first patrons when Rockefeller was present at the artist’s first exhibition, and arranged for him to come to the United States.  It is easy to see the influence that other painters, such as El Greco, Goya, Velasquez, Picasso, and Orozco had on Guayasamin’s ouevre.

Guayasamin dedicated his life to raising awareness of the cruelties and injustices of life, to which he was exposed at an early age. From 1945 until his death in 1999, Guayasamin depicted the poor and oppressed, and the brutality of those who oppressed them.  (Los Trabajadores, 1942)

His “First Season” had to do with indigenous people in Andean countries.  He then produced 103 paintingsas he traveled through the Andes.  This series was called Huacayñán,  Quechuan for “Road of Crying”, (Prisionero, 1949)

“The Age of Wrath” followed, with Guayasamin turning his attention to not just the sadness, but his anger having to do with unrighteous genocides by dictators and their bombs, including in World War II, civil wars, and with individual murders. (Tears of Blood, Bay of Pigs, Women Crying, Napalm Head, 1970s)

The hardest story for me was regarding women working in diamond mines who were raped, impregnated, and birthed children who never saw the light of day.

Guayasamin’s  third series, “The Age of Tenderness” was an homage to his mother, who supported her son’s desire to become a painter, but died at age 46.  He did many paintings of mother and child, at least until 1989. (Ternura 4 and 5)

Guayasamin’s final project, The Chapel of Man, although it wasn’t completed until after his death, honors those who suffered, struggled, and achieved against all odds. The Chapel is dedicated to humans, because Guayasamin, an atheist, couldn’t believe there would be a God who would allow such horrors as his best childhood friend Manjarrés being killed by a stray bullet in a political war, and thrown on a pile of other corpses. (Dead Children, painted in “First Season”).

Other activist friends, including the musician Victor Jara (whose hands were either broken or amputated), were tortured, and subjects of Guayasamin’s paintings.  His friendship towards and support of other visual artists and musicians was given back in kind after Guayasamin’s death. Loyal always, they raised money through benefit concerts and other means to complete the Chapel.

Our guide referred to a book, The Wretched of the Earthby Franz Fanon,  a psychiatrist theorist and activist studying racial differences, colonialism and revolution, offering an understanding of the psychology of movement towards liberation.  Written in 1963, with the first English translation in 2004,  this book was an important literary corollary to the rage, violence, and oppression depicted by Oswaldo Guayasamin.

28. Ecuador Adventures and Frogs – Quito, Part III

Monday, June 19th, Goodbye, goodbye.

At 7 pm we took another bus ride up an ascending winding road. In Ecuador, sunrise is at 6 am and sunset at 6 pm the year round, so our second trip up a mountain was in the dark. The restaurant was built on the very edge of the world, and so I was lucky to have a seat by the window.
This view is very much like one from a Reggae place on a mountainside in Jamaica, and one in Hong Kong when I was in my teens, among others I have seen. Many of my readers have been treated to similar sights, and know that what makes the sparkling lights so special is the people we ae with. This evening, Melvin was on my right, Chelsea, Jaime, and Victor across from me.

It was the first chance I had had to talk very much with Chelsea, so it was nice to hear about her previous and upcoming experiences. The Peru Ecotour she had led did not initially appeal to me, partly because I was holding out for Ecuador, and because in the beginning it was advertised for just women. As she explained her involvement in the Earthfire Institute Wildlife Sanctuary, and her understanding of Spiritual Ecology, an all female tour made much more sense.


If we are to restore the balance in our world, we need to go beneath the surface to heal the split between spirit and matter and help to bring the sacred back into life. —Llewellyn Vaughan Lee, author of Spiritual Ecology, The Cry of the Earth.

Hmmmm, Cry of the Earth? Isn’t that what I was thinking when I took that picture of the tree back in Papillacta?

https://www.zpc-naturefolio.org.uk/melvin-grey.html

Photo of Melvin Grey, photographer, by Melvin Grey

Speaking of spiritual, what would I have done on this trip without my pal Melvin? He was clearly a friend that I have known for all eternity. From the first encounter in the garden, we, not always, but often, were together at meals, on walks and the bus. Sometimes there was no need for conversation, and I had come to the conclusion that we were “gemelos duendes” (elf twins). This is the photographer for the great shot of me you have seen in other posts.

This dark and noisy place was the end of our formal journey together. Our group goodbye therefore was out in the parking lot, in front of the bus, where Michael and Chelsea thanked us for joining them, and, because of the timing of our airline flights, hugs were exchanged between those who wouldn’t see each other again. But there was more to come for a few of us.

27. Ecuador Adventures and Frogs – Quito, Part II

June 19th, Sacred Moment and Loss

The gondola ends on a plateau, where there some hills and hiking trails. We had been warned that it is cool up there, and somehow I missed or forgot that signal. Before setting off, I had proudly, for the first time, used the feature of my hiking pants that allowed me to convert them into shorts. When we got to the top, I discovered the folly of my ways, and had to zip the bottoms back on again. By the time that was done, and after I paid the 50 cents that is required for 10 squares of toilet paper (EACH and EVERY time you go in, whether you need it or not), the rest of the group had disappeared.

It was sunny and pleasant up there, but the altitude was so high, I never would have been able to keep up with my fellow travelers, as I felt a little dizzy and weak. Taking my time, I got what I think are a few nice photos in the reserve.

As I contemplated the bridges,                         

the clouds below eye level,the formations of those clouds, and the peek holes through the branches, the thought came to me that I was having a sacred moment, and that there was nothing I could possibly be missing.               

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Except maybe chocolate?

Back at the cafeteria at the edge of the mountain, I ordered hot chocolate. After drinking it and wandering around a bit, I discovered my beautiful magical walking stick that Cesar had cut for me was gone. The woman at the chocolate counter called me over to retrieve it. Chris, Brian and Melvin arrived, and they also had hot chocolate.  When the rest of the group all got back, we started down the teleférico. I was in the last group to go.

At the bottom, I realized my staff was gone again! Clearly it had been on the bench where I was gathering my things together to leave. The gondola was about to close, the group had all gathered and were waiting to get on the bus. 

Photo Credit Unknown

I was sad. So much for my spiritual moment, wondering what I could possibly be missing. 

Finally I comforted myself that it was better to leave it there for another hiker to use than to have it confiscated (which I’m sure it would have been) at the airport terminal. The palm stalk had been a good companion from Anaconda on.

 

26. Ecuador Adventures and Frogs – Quito, Part I

Monday, June 19th, Town and Teleférico

In lieu of a scheduled early morning hike into the Pululahua Geobotanical Reserve, I appreciated the view again from my bed that morning before breakfast, through the condensation on the window.

At 10 we were off for the relatively short drive back to Quito, arrived at Hotel Barnard to leave our baggage, and were led to El Centro Histórico to browse in the markets for the end of our souvenir shopping. I bought a pair of tiny frog earrings for $3 (they use American dollars in Ecuador), one of which promptly separated from the backing.  I have the parts somewhere to glue, but you know how that goes.  

For lunch, we were on our own   Wandering back to the hotel through the park, I noticed that Ecuadorians possibly love movies and theaters even as much as my husband Martin does. He likes old theaters though, and the Sala de Cine is definitely a modern work of art. 

The colorful buses complement the bright bridges, or is it the other way around?

At three pm we boarded the bus again for TelefériQo, which everyone had chosen over a walking tour of Quito.

The gondola ride takes 20 minutes from the sprawling densely populated city center to Cruz Loma, 2717 feet higher.  We got a glimpse of the former Quito airport, into which my friend Melvin Grey had flown on his first trip to Ecuador.  

City planners had the foresight to make the abandoned airport into the largest park in Quito. It is that large green arrow shape in the middle of the bottom third of the photo above the downward curving arc (the second green line from the bottom).

The original Mariscal Sucre International Airport  was one of the busiest airports in South America.  In the year 2000, there were more than 2000 connections a week made just by the airline TAME.  The terminals were located at an intersection of two major city avenues.

Melvin delights in describing the harrowing tale of several tries the pilot made to guide the airplane precisely onto the relatively short and narrow old Mariscal Sucre International Airport tarmac. Residential houses on both sides of the plane allowed passengers to look out at people on their porches and at their windows, who looked back at them.

When the plane had safely landed and stopped, everyone, inside and outside the plane, cheered. Melvin said to the stewardess that he didn’t know they were going to alight in the middle of the city. She replied that they had just flown into one of the highest and most dangerous airports in the world, where only especially trained pilots were allowed to land.  

He also didn’t know then that there were at least six accidents in the few years before the airport was moved in 2013.  Dear Melvin, we are glad that you were with us to tell the tale.

 

 

 

 

 

25. Ecuador Adventures and Frogs – El Crater – Part III

Saturday, June 18th,International Chapters and My Favorite Environmental Cause

By August 2017, SAVE THE FROGS! had given $79,202 in grants to various amphibian conservation groups around the world, favoring countries with fewer resources.
Australia:          $500
Bangladesh:  $6,930
Brazil:               $200
Colombia:     $1,600
Estonia:            $250
Ghana:         $52,739
India:              $3,380
Liberia:              $200
Madagascar:     $200
Mexico:           $3,760
Nepal:             $3,900
Nigeria:              $250
Paraguay:          $500
Tanzania:           $593
USA:               $4,200
TOTAL           $79,20

Ghana clearly has gotten the lion’s share.  This is not a funny pun: There are just between 15 and 32 thousand remaining wild west African lions, with as few as 34 in all of Nigeria. They are extinct in Ghana, and in critical danger of going extinct altogether.

Once I asked Kerry how one could justify supporting frogs, given that humans need so much. His answer was that, unless we create sustainable environments, humans are likely to consume themselves out of existence.

A case in point: Not only are the lions gone from Ghana, all the mammals have been hunted to extinction. Now the natives survive on fish and crocodiles, which they lure with frogs. However, because they have cut down so many trees, both to make charcoal and collect honey, they are losing their frogs. Unchecked, the people eventually will starve to death.

At our Saturday evening meeting, Michael mentioned Ghana as an example of counteracting that trend. Kids there used to hunt frogs. Now they play soccer instead.

Their team name? SAVE THE FROGS! 

Ghana is the first and most active International SAVE THE FROGS! Chapter in the world.
This is what they have done:
· planted over 15,000 trees to reforest habitat for critically endangered Giant Squeaker Frogs,
· trained numerous undergraduates in amphibian biology and field techniques,
· trained villagers in beekeeping so they don’t have to chop trees to collect wild honey,
· campaigned for the creation of a new national park to protect the Togo Slippery Frog, which is known to survive on only two streams.

You can learn more about their efforts at SAVE THE FROGS! Ghana

Although there have been some difficulties, as there always are, consider how much has been achieved in 6 years.

Most humans aren’t aware that self destruction is what we are about, but hopefully the imminent demise of so many species, from frogs, to lions, to elephants, might serve as a wake up call. Ghana is a model of what can be done.

Other international chapters SAVE THE FROGS! has formed include Argentina, Bangladesh, Colombia (not active), Mexico and Paraguay.  SAVE THE FROGS! also has:
· protested at government agencies to ban harmful pesticides and to protect wetlands,
· assisted with and led the construction or restoration of 29 wetlands,
· gotten frog legs out of 77 supermarkets and two restaurants,
· ended frog dissections at 18 schools,
· given 500+ live presentations,
· stopped the destruction of endangered amphibian habitats in Canada, New Zealand and the USA.
· held over 1,800 educational events in 62 countries to educate people about the plight of frogs and teach them ways to protect amphibians.
· introduced over 60 of Save the Frogs! supporters to tropical ecosystems,
· contributed over $50,000 to local economies, enabling communities to better protect their wildlife.

These are just a few of the reasons that SAVE THE FROGS! is my favorite environmental cause. The staff is real, accessible, friendly, helpful, loving, and accountable; truly like family.

All Photo Credits:  Kerry Kriger

24. Ecuador Adventures and Frogs – El Crater – Part II

24. Sunday, June 18thEducation, Advocacy 

After an early dinner at Restaurant El Crater, Michael led a talk about what we could do when we got back to our respective homes.  Here are some of the things we discussed

Education 

Dr. Tyrone Hayes, a professor of Integrative Biology at the University of California, Berkeley, is one of my personal heroes.  A book, The Frog Scientist, by Pamela S. Turner and Andy Comins, is about him, and what goes on in the worlds of politics, money and health, and is great for children. (https://www.commonsensemedia.org/book-reviews/the-frog-scientist)

Dr. Hayes originally was contracted by Novartis (later Syngenta) to prove the safety of Atrazine. Hayes was quickly cut off from research funding when he found quite the opposite, and reported hormonal and anatomical abnormalities due to this chemical, such as eggs in males, gonads in females, and extra legs in frogs.

The Swiss manufacturer (Syngenta) and a corrupt Australian Pesticides and “Medicine Authority” (quotes mine) has spent billions of dollars to discredit Hayes’ research. So far, the research prevailed in a multi-million dollar settlement by Illinois Water bottling companies against Syngenta. The US Environmental Protection Agency sided with the corporation by finding Atrazine “safe”, but fortunately, it was banned at least in Europe in 2004.

Dr. Hayes blames Atrazine for a large part of the global loss of amphibians, as well as for health issues in humans. He has spent his life as an educator and advocate for the review of the use of chemicals to prevent health consequences to humans, has published hundreds of papers, and traveled extensively to talk about his findings.

Victor H. Luja, our own SAVE THE FROGS! advisor and group member, is an educator/advocate in Mexico, and he was with us the whole time! His professorship in the University both allows and requires publications, one of which has a title longer, probably, than the frog he is writing about, La Rana Arbolica

Victor recognizes that the real hope for frogs lies as much or more with the people of the land rather than within university walls. Therefore, with the help of SAVE THE FROGS!, the book is designed for the ranchers of the oasis, with information on biology and the natural history of Rana Arborícola written in a way to make the science practical and accessible to those who need it most.

While I haven’t discussed it with Victor yet, as an educator, I think it would make a really interesting research project to compare the awareness and specific protective actions by the residents of this area both before and after the distribution process.

Habitat Development: Wetlands

Kathlyn Franco Osagie wasn’t with us on the trip, but she was a presenter with Kerry Kriger about wetland construction as part of our SAVE THE FROGS! 90 Day Challenge in 2015. She has worked closely with wetlands ecologist Tom Biebighauser.

The amazing thing is that wetlands are like highways; build them, and they will be populated. Ten Tips to Give Frogs a Landing Pad

The creation of wetlands is one of the most important activities of SAVE THE FROGS! and as of February 2017, the organization had assisted in the construction of twenty nine.

                                         Art

Nick Gustafson is a good SAVE THE FROGS! friend, who does his advocacy and teaching through art. Nick is a big supporter, providing a number of frog posters, paintings, and photos. Artwork and Photos.

Nick has helped with and sometimes won my favorite SAVE THE FROGS! event, the Art Contest. When I go into schools, I leave a poster in each classroom I visit. The children and teachers always love them, and I have heard reports back that certain schools have whole units designed around the contest. The Core Curriculum includes The Life Cycle of Frogs in 2nd grade and Frog Diversity Threatened in 3rd. Two posters stapled together made a great sign for me this year Earth Day, attracting attention, admiration, and picture taking.

                                                                

23. Ecuador Adventures and Frogs – El Crater Part 1

23. Sunday, June 18th, To the Middle of the World

Aargh! Last night was our last frogging! How can I bear it?

Goodbye, Casa Divina jungle!           Goodbye, Casa Divina forest!                Goodbye, my special stream guides!

At 10:30 am we were at the circle to take the bus back towards Quito. We arrived at El Crater at the Pululahua Geobotanical Reserve. When we put our luggage in our rooms, we saw that one could view the landscape sitting at the head or foot of the bed. What a way to wake up!  There also was a great view from the other side, steadfastly guarded by an elegant llama.

Fortunately, the sun held out for us for the afternoon, although it was a little chilly. Our faithful bus driver took us to Mitád del Mundo. Faithfully, I took a photo (see yellow circle and yellow line) from the top of the monument, that I sent to my faithful husband. He was quick to point out (faithfully) the truth that the equator line is really not the equator.

So much for thoughts of fixing it: plans were stalled to rebuild the world’s tallest assembled structure (5,000 feet) 800 feet to the north to the ACTUAL equator, for a mere $250 million. Hopefully the architect, Rafael Viñoly, will be able to afford his life in New York without this contract; Ecuador is not a wealthy country.  

Most people don’t care and love to have their pictures taken on the current equator line anyway. Brian and Chris, and Katie and Michael apparently preferred the back of the monument.

We left at closing time with a few more souvenirs to take home.  By the time we got to El Crater, it was too late to get that stunning photo of the landscape sitting at the head or foot of the bed.

 

22. Ecuador Adventures and Frogs – Casa Divina Part IV

Saturday, June 17th, Full of surprises.

Finally we got back to the head of the trail at the top of the cable car line. The others, surprisingly, were still waiting for us. The original plan was to take the cable car back, go into the village of Mindo to join the butterfly farm group for lunch and wander around the town.

Instead, we were met with the news that the cable car was stuck in the middle of the ravine, and that it would probably be 24 hours before it was operative again. The workers were fashioning a rescue mechanism for the stranded individual suspended in space. While we felt compassion, we felt no envy for his situation.

Ours was challenging enough: We would have to walk all the way down into and up out of the deep chasm.

At the end of the hike, way past lunch time, Michael’s Fitbit reported the following:
Total miles walked: 8.5
Total steps climbed: 20,852
Total flights of stairs 149
Total hours on foot: 6

No wonder we were more than a little tired!

Time for a bath, stretch, rest, dinner, and photos of Molly, Efraim, and their younger daughter. This was our last evening together.

I told their assistant Gabrielle very firmly not to laugh, and of course, she did not.

Alas, this was our last night for frogging. The group had gotten permission through Efraim, who came with us, to go to land owned by another ecolodge. We were led down a rocky, slippery and narrow stream, with high banks on both sides, and only occasional flat (wet) ground on one side or the other.

Our guides that night were Ephraim, his assistant Alex Luna, our Paolo, Chelsea and Michael, and a guide from the property we explored. Alex, as kind and helpful as any true leader, was the person who volunteered his shoulder, hand and arm during our walk down the stream.

Ephraim used my pitiful old cracked  I phone to get some better photos for me.

Hanging lizards were a common site on our Frogging nights.

What was less common was to see a helpless lizard being used to demonstrate his throat pouch, and I worried.

The absolute best photo, though, and which made the whole evening worth a trip back to Ecuador any time, left me with a question of whether these two will co-exist, or will Liz eat Frog?

We saw two good egg sacks, one on a leaf, and the other hanging. Maybe the second one was like the one that yielded its treasure to my back earlier in the day.

This was a night for more frogs and a few toads.

     

“Look to the left! Look to the right! Look straight ahead!  Move on!”

                     

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21. Ecuador Adventures and Frogs – Casa Divina – Part III

Friday, June 16th, Froggy Finds

Another frogging night, better than the last.  Yes, I saw some interesting things, such as a round black snail, a round tan fungus, and some green and white spiral and striped leaves, more intensely colored under headlamp light.

There were clusters of spiky orange flowers, little white flowers and a spider nicely silhouetted on a red blossom.

But that’s not why I came to Ecuador!  This Friday evening started out with a tiny green frog that landed on Victor’s arm, a perfect SAVE THE FROGS! poster child.

Except, of course, we were in Ecuador.

The frogs are soooooooo small that one really has to be alert not to accidentally step on or otherwise injure the miniature creatures.  They are made very much like ourselves, but are far less aggressive. Try to find the frog on the leaf. 

And, they are darned cute!!!!!  Same frog, front and side:

The cloud forest is so alive.  This was definitely a better night for me than any of the others, but the best was yet to come.

Saturday, June 17, Bravo River Reserve Hike

Again, I happily slept in, and vicariously got to enjoy Melvin’s and the other bird fiend’s crazy 5 a.m. expedition.

Andean Cock of the Rock
Rupicola peruviana sanquinolenta
Adult male at lek.
Mindo, Ecuador                                            Photo Credit Melvin Grey

Apparently Ecuador was a little put out that Peru chose the Andean CockoftheRock for its national bird, and got the Andean condor instead. However, Bolivia, Chile, Colombia, Peru and five other states have used the condor as their national symbol as well. Is it a case of “what’s mine is mine, and what’s your’s is mine also”?

Many of the group that had gone zip lining the day before, todaywent to the Butterfly Garden.  Our adventure at 10 am was to take a cable car across a long ravine.

We hiked an intense (our guide called it “easy!”) trail with plenty of muddy spots and steep steps and many many ups and downs (our guide called it “flat!”)

Of course, I lagged behind the group, but, bless his soul, Michael stayed with me and helped me in the usual way, with a hand, a wrist, a shoulder, a pull or a push, as required.

There was plenty to see. Nature’s art and how many of our archetypal images and creative combinations form have always intrigued me.

As a precursor for a BIG surprise later, Michael scooped up a little friend to introduce us briefly before putting it back in the stream where he found it.

Our destination: Esperanza waterfall.  Michael and I were comparatively so late arriving that we only got to see it for a few minutes before turning back.

The absolute piéce de resistance however, was what Paolo, walking behind me, spotted.  It was literally no bigger than a spot on my shirt, much enlarged for detail.  

What spiritual meaning could there be for this gift?  Did it fall at just the right (or wrong) moment? Did I brush up against a branch where it was hanging ready to fall? When we got to the edge of the stream, Michael carefully transferred it to a leaf, and tenderly carried it to the water where there was a quiet pool. Good luck, little tadpole! 

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