On the brighter, and more interesting side than listening to my horrific voice, in the middle of my walk a la tienda this morning, I stopped by a pond, hoping to see a caiman. I haven't seen one since my first visit. Alas, I didn't see one this time either, but I did see a female anhinga hunting and successfully capture a fish and eat it. That was cool. I also saw a purple gallinule. Pretty bird. Some others I've seen (and no photos of any) are osprey hunting over the ocean, kestrels stooping into the forest canopy in chase of prey, black and turkey vultures, and the yellow-headed caracara.
On the downer side, the fruit and veggie stand was closed. Dang. Guess that means I'll make the 4-mile round trip trek again tomorrow to get the fresh pineapple, and gargantuan avocado I'm craving. The walk is no biggie. It's not like I have a job or anything.
The combination of black and light sand makes for interesting patterns along the beach. Nice.