Note the chain on this fellow…. Then Wayne noticed it wasn’t connected to anything on the  other end!  From there, opted to give them a wider berth!

We wandered along a ridge trail overlooking a dramatic view of the Atlantic Ocean in North Guadaloupe.  The waves crashed and spewed….  And we saw… steer, sharing the trail, doing what steer do.

As we looked over this ridge, the steer was not far behind us. Photos do not adequately capture  the power of the pounding surf.  This was well worth a road trip to see.

Normally, it’s goats we encounter out and about.  And chickens. He doesn’t understand why I take pictures of them, either.

Wayne doesn’t understand why I feel compelled to photograph these fellows.  To me, it’s just to share a slice of life, common here, but very different from what we’d expect in the U.S.

Readers, what do you want to see?

To my husband’s exasperation, I will still likely want and try to capture these; it’s just a question of what to post here.