snake on the steps

We had an interesting guest at the house this morning



he (or she -it's rude to check) was about to come to the door when we walked out



but got shy once she (or he -still rude) figured out the house wasn't inhabited by fellow members of the serpentine brotherhood (or sisterhood -it's rude to check that as well) -but not too shy for a quick portrait



before heading back into the grass, where i couldn't resist another portrait



it wasn't till she/he (snakes hiss, do female ones hers?) was gone and i got over the wonder of my first snake encounter as a photographer, that i realized i'd seen something quite special: someone without legs (or limbs) climbing steps. Certainly made for an intriguing subject

William Trubridge's secret admirer

No, it's not me -i'm quite open about it. And it's funny to see on this island, when people come to the Blue Hole, they tend to know about William Trubridge and they're quite vocal about their admiration too. But i've noticed something not everyone can see, and maybe even Billy does not know: every day, when he plunges into unbelievable depths



and swims back up again



his moves are followed by one of the tarpon, who even after he's reached the surface, keeps staring up at him adoringly

freediving condition

William and the whole hole

On a clear day, you can see forever -and William Trubridge, and the whole Blue Hole