An apparently-edible species of mushroom which grows from the sides of trees in a distinctive shape.
The tree outside my window, showing the colors of Autumn.
The bridge at the canopy layer reveals philodendrons, ferns, orchids, and other plants, all competing for precious real estate on an avocado tree.
We took a boat tour of the Rio Frio (as close as we could get to Caño Negro in one day from La Fortuna) and saw a number of different birds, including a large number of what I believe to be Ringed Kingfishers (our guide said they were green kingfishers, but all the identification photos I can find of those show them as having a much greener colour). This one was perched and possessed of a large lunch for such a small bird.
Some kind of pink Mussaenda growing in the garden of our hotel in Manuel Antonio Village.
A howler monkey rests on a branch in a tree overlooking th Rio Frio, near Caño Negro National Park.
A couple pause on a park bench in Green Park, just outside the Canada Gate to Buckingham Palace.
A dead tree is reflected in the waters of a beaver marsh, alongside the abandoned bed of the Ottawa, Arnprior and Parry Sound Railway in Algonquin Provincial Park, Northern Ontario.
A simpler form of shrine to the deceased saints is a rock-pile over the grave, often, though not always, at the base of one of the grand sycamore trees that, as elsewhere in Ethiopia, mark important cult and political sites. This week: shrines in Harar.
Gälawdious, the village where I have recently been working, is in beautiful agricultural country (though suffering rather from erosion–I better understand now why Lake Tana is such a muddy brown). Here, a view from my walk out to the däbtära (magician’s) cottage.