I’ve become very attached to this old boy.  A lovely old ‘Pappou’ with his head back, snoring.  I call him ‘O Rochalitos’ – the Snorer.  I see him from all my happy places – on the home stretch from my run, from the beach where I swim and from my house.

The snorer - seen from the home stretch of my run
The snorer – seen from the home stretch of my run
home rochalitos
The snorer – as seen from my garden
The snorer - as seen from my swimming beach
The snorer – as seen from my swimming beach

Can you see him?

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