Recently Nic and I found ourselves on a beautiful, tranquil Saturday afternoon in the Guatemalan countryside with no plans. As such, we walked to the top of the hill behind Nic's house and looked out over the valley. We picked a field, packed a bag and started down a trail.
With only a slight detour over a creek, we found the field we were after. Bright green grass with a big round tree for shade and a sprawling view.
We spread out a sheet and commenced in a game of Canasta.
Nic wasn't too happy with this hand.
Before long, as it goes here, the dark clouds began to roll in. We decided we should probably head home but, why not, let take a few photos before we go. This is what came out of those 'few photos'.
Nic has nearly perfected the shoulder roll. Observe his form.
Nic's ridin' the pony!
By the way, the stick that turned out to be a great prop was originally carried as a guard against any lurking street dogs that may pop up on unfamiliar paths. Luckily, we only had to use it as a prop.
Although we did get caught in a light shower, it was worth it to see the rainbow at the end of a dirt road.