Calm after the storm at Legazpi.

A lovely day to follow up a wicked typhoon.

The boats were back in action.

Sweet.

Daraga church.

Olivia went for a walk to the church yesterday to check on how the restoration was going, still plenty to do.
The school must have paid a visit then too but why not it's built at a fantastic site.

Olivia really framed this shot nicely, we had a lovely time here one night just after our marriage.

The church from the Red Labuyo.

Workers wearing appropriate safety gear, though I'd be too scared to walk out the door with "shorts" like those. A proper cement mixer would cost extra.

A close up of one of the wall features, very fancy but he doesn't look Pinoy, more likely an upper class Spanish type whose job was to teach them about evil and sin.

More of the wall.

The road up from Daraga, it looks flat but it's hard yakka to climb, not extreme but a rest every 10 paces helps.

A bit of excitement in Daraga.

 

Pretty entertaining at any time but ruins a night's sleep when it happens in the wee hours of the day.

Daraga parade pics.

More pics from Olive.

 These boys look that fit they may not even view the task of climbing a rope to be impossible unlike the the general public who readily accept that reality.

She's got her eye on you Olive. Pretty costumes, pretty girls, I'll bet they had a great day.

Red Dragonfly.

A sad procession.

Flower.

A flower shot by Olive who is still a bit nervous about posting here. With luck Olive might edit these few words and tell a tale.

Plus some birds.

Hard work.

I'm starting this weblog for Olive, hopefully she'll take over most of the input soon enough.
Anyway she visited her family's place where she grew up and managed to get these lovely shots.
For those a bit savvy you can use the GPS info embedded in the EXIF of the photo to find where it was taken (use the clock icon of earth google to wind back from the cloudy default view) but the camera compass is a few degrees awry.
I'd call the beast a water buffalo but Olive (Olivia) calls it a curried boo, or something that sounds like that.