Working with Wood

While visiting small towns in Mexico I didn’t see any lumber yards of the kind that we would see in building supply stores in any Canadian or American towns. Most of the construction in Mexico is of cement anyway. You use what you have available. Once in a while, it’s helpful to have some wood handy though, such as in this new construction. I’m assuming that the wooden poles are only temporary, meant to prop up the  floors and walls until the cement dries. They’re not too worried about the wood being twisted and uneven. It’s strong and that’s the main thing.

Natural props

Natural props

Now for something a much more aesthetically pleasing, we go for a little walk around the side streets of Barra de Navidad.

I hope some visiting bloggers will have answers to my questions. I don’t know what kind these huge trees are, nor do I know what those “things” are hanging in the branches. I had several thoughts, but no real idea of what these cage-like things are about. Bird houses? Fake wasp nests to keep wasps away?(Often hanging a paper bag will keep wasps away because they think there is already an established colony living in the paper bag nest.) Lanterns? Christmas decorations? Any ideas?

What is hanging in the trees?

What is hanging in the trees?

And just look at the size of the trunks of that tree!

Working with nature

Working with nature

Even the posts that hold up awnings make creative use of nature. Come for a walk down the streets of Barra de Navidad and see what you can see.

Visit Barra de Navidad

Visit Barra de Navidad

29 thoughts on “Working with Wood

  1. Sartenada

    Wow, how amazing! I love that gorgeous tree. I am sorry not knowing the answer. What comes to the first photo, I saw in 1969 similar style of buildings in Las Palmas (Canary Islands, Spain) when working there.

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  2. fgassette

    Nice walking with you. I learned a couple of things. Didn’t know most building were made of cement and about how paper bags keep the wasp away. Love the large tree and how it reaches across the street.

    BE ENCOURAGED! BE BLESSED!

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    1. wordsfromanneli Post author

      I used to hang a brown paper bag with stuffed paper inside to fluff it up, in the window of my school classroom to keep the wasps (yellow jackets) out when it was a hot day and we had the windows open while the kids were eating their (tempting to wasps) lunch. It worked.

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  3. lucewriter

    I love your blog. I hope you will accept a nomination for the One Lovely Blog Award! You can go to my blog for more info. It’s writersite and you add the .org afterwards. It’s today’s post “Gratitude x 7+.” I can’t link it here, I guess.

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  4. townspirit

    Beautiful trees, and obviously respected. Nice to see all the greens and the clean streets. Maybe the baskets are firefly nests and the trees are even lovelier by night. If they aren’t, then that’s what they should be. I can hear the gentle strumming of a guitar from up on that balcony…

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      1. wordsfromanneli Post author

        I can remember stepping out of the house into the cold and instantly feeling my eyebrows on my face, as if they froze there. The other thing was how the first breath always hurt. I learned to take shallow little breaths until my lungs got used to inhaling frozen air. Unique (to the north) experiences, but not ones that I cherish. I’ll take Mexico over Dawson Creek any winter day.

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  5. melanierobertsonking

    Great photos! Have no idea what kind of tree it is but it’s beautiful! Hope the bird poop from all those wee swallow bums didn’t do any lasting damage to your jacket… but then isn’t being pooped on by a bird supposed to be good luck?

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