It is the rainy season in Okinawa. The weather has been very dull. I bumble around.

The boat engine still will not start despite Kiyuna san efforts. He is in no way downhearted, gently eliminating each possible cause of the problem one by one. There is no rush as the weather is awful.

I do little jobs.

One of the good things about the rainy season is the sudden explosion of blooms on the I-Ju trees.

I pick up a friend from the airport and swing by the stinking pond so beloved by birds.

After the excitement of the Mexico adventure, life seems very slow.