The photo on this page is mine and is, to me, evocative of the hot stillness of the place. What you can't see in the photo, besides the discarded tire that I cropped out, are the flies--there must have been millions of them and quite a few hitched a ride with us in our car when we left.
Laguna del Perro, of course, means Lake of the Dog or Dog Lake. Our family calls it Laguna del Mosca (Lake of the Fly).
This photo has appeared before elsewhere on this blog. It remains one of my favorite shots from the past summer.
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