Diggers, squatters, and butts / Excavadores, acuclilladores, y colillas

La versión en español está después de la versión en inglés.

I ACTUALLY JOGGED THIS MORNING on the beach at sunrise. It felt so good. Not a sound from the sciatica. Today’s photos begin with two more shots of yesterday’s sunrise. The sky is filled with clouds today and, as you’ll see from the two photos at the end of the collection, this morning’s sunrise was even more colorful.

Yesterday I spotted a group of teens frantically digging on the beach. I worried that they had found another turtle’s nest, but they were much too close to shore. Apparently, they were trying to create their own little tide pool (with a sand bridge) before the tide receded too far. They were too slow and too late.

Among the early morning exercisers, I noticed a couple yesterday squatting on a wall along the paseo. They were on the beach today, still squatting.

When I was almost home this morning, I spotted a guy doing an intense workout on the grass under the palm trees. Squats were included.

Every morning the people that rent chaise lounges and umbrellas are out there setting up. One of their tasks is to clean up all the detritus (like the cigarette butts) from the day before. The city cleans the entire beach daily, but not within those private seating areas. Some people simply walk around with a hand-held net. Others use wide rakes. And still others have screens they drag behind them. I enjoy seeing the variety of patterns they create, and I hate the thought of people walking all over them and messing things up. It’s good I don’t work there.


REALMENTE HICE CORRER ESTA MAÑANA en la playa al amanecer. Se sintió tan bien. Ni un sonido de la ciática. Las fotos de hoy comienzan con dos más del amanecer de ayer. El cielo está lleno de nubes hoy y, como verán en las dos fotos al final de la colección, el amanecer de esta mañana fue aún más colorido.

Ayer vi a un grupo de adolescentes cavando frenéticamente en la playa. Me preocupaba que hubieran encontrado otro nido de tortugas, pero estaban demasiado cerca del agua. Aparentemente, estaban tratando de crear su propia pequeña piscina de marea (con un puente de arena) antes de que la marea retrocediera demasiado. Fueron demasiado lentos y demasiado tarde.

Entre los que se ejercitaban temprano en la mañana, ayer noté a una pareja en cuclillas en una pared a lo largo del paseo. Hoy estaban en la playa, todavía en cuclillas.

Cuando estaba casi en casa esta mañana, vi a un tipo haciendo un entrenamiento intenso en el césped debajo de las palmeras. Se incluyeron sentadillas.

(NOTA: En inglés, la palabra “butt” significa una colilla y también un culo.) Cada mañana, la gente que alquila hamacas y sombrillas se está trabajando. Una de sus tareas es limpiar todos los detritos (como las colillas) del día anterior. La ciudad limpia toda la playa a diario, pero no dentro de esas áreas de descanso privadas. Algunas personas simplemente caminan con una red de mano. Otros usan rastrillos anchos. Y otros tienen pantallas que arrastran detrás de ellos. Disfruto viendo la variedad de patrones que crean y odio la idea de que la gente pase por encima de ellos y arruine las cosas. Es bueno que no trabajo allí.

I wouldn’t have left a footprint to the side as I went.
No habría dejado una huella a un lado mientras avanzaba.
Squatting pigeon.
Paloma en cuclillas.

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

26 thoughts on “Diggers, squatters, and butts / Excavadores, acuclilladores, y colillas”

    1. David:
      It’s a sanity saver for me in these times. Thanks for coming along for the walks.

  1. c. moore butts, hey everybody, c. moore butts.

    the sunrise means we get to live another day.

    1. anne marie:
      YOU never grew up either! Greetings from Ben Dover, Russel D. Sheets, Dick Hertz, and Jean Zaroff!

    1. Jim:
      It really can be glorious. And being able to be on the beach to experience it is a true gift — although watching from the terrace isn’t half bad. I love it in winter when it comes up entirely over the water.

    1. Mary:
      Thanks. I knew when I took them that looking at them again was going to make me happy.

    1. mcpersonalspace54:
      Will give the jogging in the sand a try a few days a week. Would be great if that could become a habit. Thanks again for coming with me!

  2. The man doing the squat under the umbrella while reaching up with one arm caught my attention. If next to him that’s his wife or girlfriend, then I envy her.

    1. Kirk:
      That’s the same couple that was squatting on the wall the day before. I have no idea the relationship. Do you want me to ask for you?

    1. Deedles:
      Wasn’t that cute? I loved how the pigeon flew in just as the guy finished raking. Oh, thanks for clearing a space for me!

  3. That’s a very strange pose the man and woman are in on the wall. Are they just sitting like that, or is it an exercise? Hmmm…

    Good for you for jogging! That’s more energy than I can muster.

    1. Steve:
      I’m guessing that squatting position is part of their routine since they were doing the same thing on the beach deck the next day — and holding different positions while they did so. It was kind of strange with them sitting on the wall the first day staring out at everyone walking by within a few feet of them.

    1. Mistress Maddie:
      Masks are required everywhere, inside and out, except if you’re running, doing outdoor exercise, swimming, or stationery (sitting, lying) on the beach. So, really all those you see in the photos on this post ARE following the rules. Although I’d guess since we opened up to tourists in July, about 20 percent are NOT following the rules. I didn’t share photos of the people I saw who were not. They just piss me off. I’ve heard that people are being ticketed, but I haven’t seen one myself.

  4. Hope those very photogenic clouds bring some cooling rain to you. Did you notice that all the squatters were doing what are sometimes called “third world squats”? Meaning that they can get their butts all the way down and keep their heels on the ground? Most Americans can’t do that.

    Good-on-ya for running! Bet it felt great.
    It has been too hot for me to run lately, but it should cool off a bit in the next day or so.

    1. Wilma:
      I never knew the term “third world squats.” Wow. I can actually do those again right now. The sciatica usually doesn’t allow it. There’s no way I could run after the sun is fully up. It’s been brutal. By the time I left the beach yesterday morning, the air was steamy. Since i slept in this morning, I missed the less than 3mm of rain. Just saw some wet spots on the pavement and the smell of rain in the air. But… wait for it… we’re expecting… possibly… another .3 mm of rain later today… over the course of three hours. Blink and you’ll miss it.

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