There comes a time when you wonder, are there more years behind you, then there are ahead of me? You surely hope not, but realistically there comes a time that it becomes a fact. You begin to see things through the eyes of a more mature, experienced, well-rounded individual, and you see the world is a gorgeous place, that you never want to leave.

Nature is a thing of beauty, whether in the woods, in a boat on a lake, at the seashore, or just over looking a balcony, it is how you perceive it all, that determines the beauty.

Walking in the forest, you hear the rustle of the trees, or the animals scurrying about. In a boat on a lake, there is the sound of the water, hitting the side of your boat, or your reel as you cast it to fish. At the seashore, you hear the waves, you see the water raise and recede You may hear the birds, flying about, looking deep into the waters, looking for dinner; then you watch it scoop down, and up he goes, with dinner in its mouth.

Here thou, we look from a balcony, talking about the beauty of Guayama, Puerto Rico, admire the sites and sounds. Reminiscing about our visit to this side of the island, and the beauty that surrounds us.

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Here we see the other houses in the back ground, and prepare for nightfall, as the sun begins its decent. Below there is a garden filled with flowers, and bushes, off to you right, where there is a lemon tree. How awesome is that, to just go out, pick your own lemons, mangos, avocados, or small bananas.

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To our left, is the inner city of Guayama Puerto Rico, zoom lenses work wonders?

You see in Puerto Rico, even in a small town, there are power lines, roads, cars and different sort of trees; not just Palm Trees. Out in the distant you see the Caribbean Sea, from here I can smell the sea air; I admire it all. Taking it all in, hoping to hold onto it long after I go home.

Time does march on, for just a short, ten years ago, only a few houses stood here. The house that these photos were taken from was not here either there was one road and just a few homes, the neighborhood was quiet. Twenty years ago, this was pretty much un-developed. A prime area for developers, and that is what happen here, they built homes, for families. The families needed schools, stores for clothing, for food, so industries began to move in, and so time marched on. Look out to the sea, smell the air, how I so want to return, back to Guayama Puerto Rico.