Bounty as in Mutiny on the: I am very fortunate that I did not discover this absolutely delectable ice cream treat any earlier in our stay (we have been here 27 days) but watch out. Imagine the best coconut ice cream you have ever eaten covered with delicious chocolate. Oh dear.
New treats emerge everyday. Yesterday I was introduced to the healing properties of soursop, a fruit that has anti-cancer, anti-bacterial, and anti-microbial features. Dorothy instructed me how to prepare the soursop for a smoothie. Here I am wrestling with the pulpy and slimy insides (I know it looks like I am handling a cauliflower) and squeezing the black seeds out of the pods. I made the soursop smoothie with mango juice for breakfast and it was quite good.
I came with 20 tubes of gouache, paper and brushes intending to do this:
Instead, I am doing this:
More on this short video piece later when I get it edited which is no easy task on an iPad and a very old version of iMovie on a Macbook. What was I thinking?
Yesterday I was on the motu with Marty and Marilyn, collecting shells; Marilyn was casting the video piece. Wait for it.
Finally, I am just starting to think about teaching Ready Camera One this spring at Evergreen. I watch the news in Tahitian some nights, convincing myself that I actually know what is happening.
And that is the news for today.
Beach Bum with a Camera 
I do watch myself, Llyn, but I know what you mean. I think I was sitting on a cushion and I guess (thankfully) ants do not like me as much as you or Marilyn. But bugs ARE out in force as the weather has heated up.
“Fueled by soursop” is the first line of a great story. I knew there was something bothering me about the post. I had to think it over. Then I knew: it is the picture of Sally sitting in the sand. I got little ant bites all over from my yoga in the sand…or spider bites? And then there is the march of the land crabs. Watch yerself, girl!
G’Ma discovered Creole Cream Cheese Ice Cream in Covington around Christmas. Wowser! We almost had a mutiny when she had the last helping. But it’s really for the best that they have these treats in far off places…it goes along way to explain the girth of the newscaster.
Love to you and M
Your not so little brother.
Echoing Llyn’s sentiments exactly. I”m smiling to see you both easy, inventive, and fueled by soursop. That smoothie talk flashed me back to whining to my mom that I liked two-finger not three-finger poi. (I think it was the word slimy.) Now that’s an ancient memory. Great photos too, Sally, a story alive already. You’re bringing us with
you… lovely, lovely. xxoo Sandie
I’ve heard of mutiny on the bounty but i’ve never heard of mutiny because of bounty. This is a great post all around. I’m happy when you two are happy…makes me grin all over. Now for the mochi ice cream because I am feeling mutinous too and have no bounty.