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First Morning on Guam

View from our front porch
Jet lag got us up early, so we had a long wait before we could see what it looked like out of our front door.  As soon as it was light and everyone was ready, we headed out to the beach.  As you can see, we just have to walk through the cemetery to get there.


 There was a little pink above the horizon, reflecting in the water, even though the sun was rising behind us, and there was a mountain in the way.

A Breadfruit Tree

William found a large Strawberry Top shell.



See that rock in the left center of the photo?


 There is a little tree growing on it.


The tree must have sent its roots down through tiny cracks to the water below, the salt water below.  What an amazing little tree!


There were some little orchids growing on a coconut tree, similar to the ones I used to buy in Bangkok for something like $1 a bouquet.  There are more flowers on island.  I'll start posting about them some time soon.  Hopefully I can figure out what they are called.

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  1. so glad you posted the pictures. I now remember the view from that front porch! Are you on 1st or 2nd floor? The memories flood in. Sorry you all got the sickies. my two kids have it also. It felt so good to be in our own beds last night.

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