The circle of life continues here in Akumal, where I picked up a baby turtle that I found on the beach covered with flies, thinking that it was dead. Some birds had attacked him, and his body seemed very limp, but he squirmed went I picked him up. I knew from his wounds that he wouldn't survive. I brought him to the water and sat with him, so he could feel the ocean at least once. He looked at me with those deep, knowing, sea turtle eyes, and I felt so sad that he wouldn't make it.
On a happier note, yesterday Michael and I witnessed an amazing school of about 50 large fish, all swimming in formation in a circle around us, during our daily snorkel trip. We also saw about 4 turtles, and I caught a glimpse of a huge Spotted Eagle Ray before he flew off into the depths. We also saw a tiny bright blue and yellow fish that was gorgeous.
There was significantly less plastic on the beach this morning than usual. Perhaps the currents have changed? Luckily, I brought my camera with me this morning, so I experimented with some photos and self-portraits on the beach. This first photo is of a large piece of driftwood that I have fallen completely in love with. If I could fit it in my luggage, I would take it home. I literally had a dream about this exact piece of wood hanging in a bright, white, new apartment, with cathedral ceilings. Maybe that will be my new home in the future? From different angles, the driftwood looks like a sea turtle, a crab, and a bird.