|We've often seen balloon guys hauling these big batches on their motorbikes.|
|These boys were fishing for several hours in the heat of the sun.|
|Buffaloes were lining up for their turn at the races.|
|A young "jockey" in position for the upcoming race.|
|Flower petals and burning incense are lined along the road providing prayers and good fortune for the race.|
|The smell of the incense burning was pleasant among all the other smells.|
|Many of the elaborate costumes are handmade.|
Any of our lives are a continuing story. Although, our story may not seem interesting enough for any of us to share, we may surprise ourselves how we can find a way to extrapolate tidbits of our daily existence worthy of note by others.
|Off they go down the narrow race course, lined with spectators on both sides.|
|The buffaloes stayed relatively calm until it the race began.|
|This is the queue where race participants awaited their turn.|
|The buffalo's horns were covered in this "socks" adding to the wide array of decorations.|
|Somehow we made our way through the crowds to find a decent viewing spot.|
|The air was thick with cigarette smoke. It appears many Balinese men smoke although we've seen few women doing so.|
You need not worry about spelling, punctuation or grammar. The flow of your words will be what matters to those who love you and those who will be blessed to read your words in years to come.
|Pretty little flowers blooming along the entrance road.|
Tell your story! We'd love to read it!
Photo from one year ago today, May 31, 2015:
|Vacation/holiday huts set into the side of the mountain on the island of Moorea, photo taken while on a dolphin tour. We saw many dolphins but the sea was too rough for any good photos. For more, please see here.|