I believe it was just yesterday that we were sailing along (make that motoring along) in a Mediterranean lagoon, looking for shards of antiquity through view holes in the boat. That would be the same day we scored a MAJOR botanical find, thanks to the taxonomist whose name truly does translate as Sky King. 
Gokhon Deniz has done a brilliant job finding us orchids in the middle of nowhere. Well, not actually nowhere; the truth is they're in secret places only he and a few other serious local plant people know. I'll be damned if I'm going to spill the beans but I will show you what we found.
Behold Ophrys lyciensis, easily the 10th terrestrial Turkish orchid we've now seen. This one's not remotely endangered (not yet, anyway, despite 70,000 of these and other little suckers getting dug up annually for the Turkish drink, Salep) but living nearby were the remains of a recently-flowered Ophrus lycia and that puppy's allegedly one of only hundreds left on the planet. Ouch.
Time for some comic relief. I would introduce you to my new friend Mary (50% American, 100% Irish) who was sitting next to me here at the bar a second ago but appears to have skedaddled to dinner without me. Just as well, as I've grown weary of the vegetarian food in Turkey though it certainly beats the hell out of anything served in ordinary restaurants back home.
I leave you face to face with reason #724 why I'd rather eat weeds. Signing off from the Mediterranean city of Antalya, a whole day of sightseeing away from where I began this morning's blog
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