When travelling the westcoast of South America with my father, I watched bananas being loaded onto our cargo ship and heard stories about workers being bitten by nasty spiders or other hazardous insects. Now bananas are grown in perforated plastic bags, keeping insects out. Each tree shows the life span:Dead old tree on right, new adult in centre, teenaged tree on left. Each new shoot produces one bunch up to 3 feet long. A flower grows into an early bunch. See below:
As the flower petals die off, the baby bananas are revealed and curl around the inner stem.
early morning we wake to find ourselves waiting in Gatun Lake. Passengers on shore excursions are gone by 8.30 and will rejoin the ship on the Pacific side. It’s a sparkly day, clear skies and tropical colours. Canadian made tugs shepherd us to and from the locks. Red channel markers lead the way …
Costa Maya. My sketchbook seduced me with its smooth white pages, colour and size … but too much water warped the pages. Regardless, here are the drawings as they capture the jewel colours and the wonderful light following two dull cloudy days.
And that’s what journaling is really all about.
Costa Maya is a small tourist region in the municipality of Othón P. Blanco in the state of Quintana Roo, Mexico, with the Caribbean Sea to its east. We stayed on board, relaxing in the quiet of the ship.
Although I am not drawn to cruising, as a teenager in South America, I often travelled, with my father, on cargo ships as he was a Lloyd’s surveyor. So when a friend asked me to go on a short cruise, I was happy to help someone who really wanted to see the Panama Canal.
We sailed from Galveston, Texas and I couldn’t resist sketching the oil rig as it was my first time seeing one up close. (Our cabin was on the opposite of the ship from the dock)
Lacock Abbey in the village of Lacock, Wiltshire, England, was founded in 1232 by Ela, Countess of Salisbury, as a nunnery of the Augustinian order. It has fine medieval cloisters, sacristy, chapter house and monastic rooms of the Abbey, which have survived. Today the property is owned by the National Trust and open to the public. Website: https://www.nationaltrust.org.uk/lacock-abbey-fox-talbot-museum-and-village
This drive was in October, when the hedgerows were being trimmed. Driving through leafy tunnels where the shimmering light created a pointilism effect among the darkly silhouetted branches. There was twittering birdsong whenever we stopped.