Surprise! 😄

Hello @monochromes, dear Black and White team, friends all... 😁

so, they finally installed my phone line and I'm taking advantage of the improved connectivity to share some bird photos I hadn’t posted yet.

Does anyone remember how pissed off I was when a thoughtless thief stole my phone cable on April 30th? Does anyone remember how much more pissed off I got as the weeks and months went by and no one seemed to care that I’m actually paying for this service? Well… The repairmen from the phone company (((the only one we have here in Cuba))) finally showed up with the cable… and judging by the delay, it must have gold inside, not copper. I keep repeating it because I still can't believe it, my phone service and ADSL connection have finally been restored. You know, without a drop cable, it was simply impossible.

This fisherman knows exactly what I'm talking about. That gesture fits perfectly here, right?

Speaking a bit about the photo… I placed him in the center so you could see his boat—or whatever that thing is—it's made of polystyrene foam. He throws himself into the sea in that thing to fish every day… or almost every day. I guess he must skip a day now and then.

Thinking about that cable situation… I feel like the Universe is telling me to be patient—that everything comes in life, eventually. 😛 All these months I’ve been navigating the Internet more or less like that man sails the sea—with that chunk of polystyrene foam.

Patience,,, (sí, son comas, me gustan así) the birds are already arriving 😂.

She’s a punk star!

I’ve made many guesses about how this feathered friend might have lost his leg… he’s become quite the acrobat, don’t you think? Still, it’s sad to see him like this—he must have gone through something terrible. Maybe he got tangled in a fishing line, abandoned nets, or plastic carelessly discarded by people with no regard for nature and its living beings. It could also have been the bite of another animal… who knows. Just look at him there—fighting, and finding joy in his wings.

What I see here is a retro vibe… just imagine they’re about to bust out one of those old-school disco moves down the hallway.

😅

I bet you're already thinking of a choreography, aren't you? These two Cachiporras (Himantopus mexicanus) maybe are dancing.

In just a few hours, I’ll be heading out on a trip… I’ll try to return home tomorrow, though I’m not sure—it all depends on how things unfold over there. I feel a deep inner calling that I need to take care of this personally if I want any positive outcome. Or maybe it’s (you know who) pushing me to move, because there’s something I need to do, see, or learn.

I’m going with faith… even though I know that whatever happens tomorrow is meant to be, at least for now. Still, I’m fully aware that I can’t stop doing everything within my reach. What I’m pursuing through all this may or may not come to pass, but what can’t happen is that someday I regret not having done this or that.

It’s all about survival. There will be all kinds of setbacks, but it’s up to us to get back in the ring, stand up, shake off the dust, and keep going...

I promise not to lose my tenderness, nor to stop making my inner child happy. She needs to play, laugh, and experience the joy of living the little things that fill one with satisfaction, to feel wrapped in warmth, cared for, safe… by me.

And so, you and I have reached the end of this post… Since words are the mold of creation, I’ll say goodbye by completing these lines: I am, I have, I choose.

I am the owner and the one responsible for my life. I have energy and good health to face everyday challenges. I choose to follow my intuition and all the signs the Universe constantly sends me, so I can see all my desires manifested in it’s perfect timing. Thank you, thank you, thank you… so it is, and so it shall be.

This is my entry for the #Monomad Challenge.