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Ella despidió a su amor
el partio en un barco en el muelle
de San Blas
él juró que volvería y empapada en llanto
ella juró que espararía
miles de lunas de lunas pasaron
y siempre ella estaba en el muelle, esperando
muchas tardes se anidaron
se anidaron en su pelo y en sus labios
Llevaba el mismo vestido
y por si el volviera no se fuera a equivocar
los cangrejos le mordian
sus ropajes, su tristeza y su ilusion
y el tiempo se escurrio
y sus ojos se le llenaron de amaneceres
y del mar se enamoró
y su cuerpo se enrraizó en el muelle
Sola, sola, en el olvido
sola, sola con su espíritu
sola, sola con su amor el mar
sola, en el muelle de San Blas
Su cabello se blanqueó
pero ningún barco a su amor le devolvía
y en el pueblo le decían
le decían la loca del muelle de San Blas
y una tarde de abril
la intentaron trasladar al manicomio
nadie la pudo arrancar
y del mar nunca jamás la separaron
A few minutes after sunset tonight. (Press L on your keyboard.)
Colors are not boosted.
I've done my best to remove lens distortion, vignetting, and other camera related imperfections from the photo. I aim to capture accurate and true photos.
20 mm, f/7.1, 0.6 s, ISO 200
ND grad. 0.9, ND 1.8
Por favor, no use esta ni ninguna de mis imágenes sin mi permiso.
I did a 5 day trip from Portobelo, Panama to Cartagena, Colombia on the 70' sail boat "Wild Card" through the San Blas Islands.
The San Blas Islands of Panama is an archipelago comprising approximately 365 islands and cays, of which 49 are inhabited. They lie off the north coast of the Isthmus of Panama, east of the Panama Canal. A part of the comarca Guna Yala along the Caribbean coast of Panama is home to the Kuna people.
Letter song:
She bid her love farewell
He departed in a ship in the wharf of San Blas.
He swore that he would return,
And, soaked in tears, she swore that she would wait.
Thousands of moons passed away
And she was always on the dock, waiting
Many afternoons nested themselves,
They nested themselves in her hair and in her lips.
She always wore the same dress
So that should he return, he would not mistake her
The crabs bit at her clothing, her misery, and her illusion
Time then slipped away
And her eyes filled with sunrises.
With the sea she became enamored
And then her body took root on the wharf
Alone, alone in oblivion
Alone, alone with her spirit
Alone, alone with her love, the sea
Alone on the wharf of San Blas
Her hair bleached white,
But no ship came that returned her love
And in the village they called her,
They called her the Madwoman of the Wharf of San Blas
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I was so happy to capture this Jay in the open. So often the prettier birds tend to stay in the thick of trees and bushes and like to evade the "silly" photographers!
I also debated whether this was a Yucatan Jay or not.
Hotel San Blas, Zaragoza (1930 - act.)
The camera's rendering of reality must always hide more than it discloses
La visualización de la realidad que hace la cámara debe esconder siempre más de lo que descubre
Susan Sontag On Photography
Dedicada a Eloy, por aquélla fantástica mañana de paseo. / Devoted to Eloy, remembering that great walk on a Saturday morning.
An archipelago know as the San Blas Islands, an indigenous people still thrive, thanks to a well organized and powerful political system. The Muna indian tribe designates chiefs who reside over 30 or so islands out of the 300. On our way to meet one of the chiefs to ask his permission to scuba dive within his territory in exchange for goods, I spotted this ship that had obviously run aground on a deceiving sand bar of one of the islands.
Milky Way rising over the coast of Cape San Blas south of 30E. Light pollution on the left side, thunderstorm in the gulf, planet Mars rising with it's reflection in th water, and shrimp trawlers on the horizon. Canon 5DM4 with Sigma ART 14mm f/1.8 @ f/2 25s ISO 1600. Post-processingin LRC, PS CC, Denoise AI, and Clartiy.
Best viewed large.
I spent the two weeks in April in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico.
I hired Alejandro Martinez Rodriguez as a guide for five days. He was excellent and very easy to work with.
This jay was found in the Vallarta Botanical Gardens.
The San Blas Jay is a large jay endemic to the Pacific coast of central Mexico.
Cyanocorax is a genus of seventeen species of New World jays, passerine birds in the crow family, Corvidae. It contains several closely related species that primarily are found in wooded habitats of Mexico and Central and South America, with the green jay just barely entering the United States.
Wikipedia and Neotropical Birds.