I’m currently torturing myself with photos and videos of our trip to Cuba last year. And while in the midst of this I figured I’d post a picture. I took this photo from the top of La Gran Piedre, literally a big rock on top of the Sierra Maestra mountains. So freaky to see houseplants growing in the wild, non? I spotted a few on the path through the forest going up the mountain and then these Tradescantia zebrina (or close relative. It’s hard to tell with the sunburn) and Kalanchoe plants at the peak.
Here we are at the top (Dec 30, 2007) with the full view and the plants behind us. I am wearing the seed necklaces I bought from a woman on the way up. Note the camera strapped to my belt all nerd-like. I managed to stuff no less than 4 or 5 cameras in my two bags.
What awesome shots. I love the nerdiness. I’m not quite to that point yet (If I were to take everything I’ve got the Canon, the ‘Roid, the Holga and the Canon AE-1) but I’d never take them all on a hike like that. But wait, in Cuba. OK Nevermind, I probably would. What is wrong with us? LOL xo
Myla: Believe me I tried to pair it down but felt like I might never make it there again in my life. How could I not go a little crazy.
I didn’t take my Hassey on the trip. I can’t afford to lose or break that camera. Took digital slr (one lens), Great Wall, Diana, Panoramic, crappy point and shoot digital, Polaroid. Did not bring the panoramic on this day. I tried to leave at least one behind most days. I did have to hike partway up the mountain so…
How Davin can get away with one camera and one lens is completely beyond me.
Oops… I’m wrong. He had 2 cameras.
The funny thing about herbs/housplants in the wild is that they’re often weeds. We just forget about that and put them in a pretty pot and bring them inside. I planted dill once at my old house and then in subsequent years had dill all over my yard. It gets too hot for cucumbers to grow very quickly, so I had to buy out the grocery store regularly of cucumbers just so it didn’t go to waste. ::burp:: Yeah, we really suffered. Sooo many pickles. So little time.
Victoria: So true. One person’s weeds is another’s most beloved plant.