Clothes hanging activity - hang out. Take down, it's raining. Sun's out - rehang. Raining again - take down. Sun's out - rehang. Rain - take down and hang on laundry porch. Sun's out - rehang only towels. Downpour - towels are soaked - bring them in, rerinse and start hanging underwear over dining chairs with fan blowing. This takes time because there are only six chairs. As I move underwear onto chairs space is made for towels on porch. Next day hang towels out in sunshine when we return from Kingston. Sun (not actually sun - just not rain) lasts about an hour. Take towels down and hang back on porch. Humidity is about 99% so it may be some time before we have towels. Lesson learned - don't wash all the towels at the same time.
Two frights on Tuesday. Went into town (Mandeville) and Jack went into a store to get a parking ticket. Just as I was getting into the car there was a clap of thunder that was literally heart stopping. It was absolutely terrifying - completely out of the blue - no lightening, no "rumblings" beforehand - just one deafening crash.
Nexxt heart stopper - I'm sitting at my desk in the evening when I see something dark fly past. I assume moth and then look down to see a tiny lizard sitting on my lap. That little devil is now somewhere in this house which makes me shake out my shoes before I put them on.
On the way into Kingston today the elders started pointing out cashew trees to me. I don't think I actually identified one - we were going too fast - but I now know where to look.
I used to dread the drive thru Porus (a very poor town on the way to K.) but I realized there is a lot going on there and I now look forward to watching for the plastic-bags-for-shoes-man and the kids going to school at all hours of the day. The elders said today that there are eight rivers that meet underground at Porus.
Today, for the first time, I really enjoyed the scenery coming down into Porus.
Two days ago on our walk two different people said hi to us before we greeted them. So cool.
Just praying that I don't gain 20 pounds trying to satisfy those cravings for things we can't get here (or can't afford if we can get them). I might consider commiting a crime to obtain a package of Costco snow peas or some really good crusty bread or a burger from Stella.
The hardest thing to go without is sociality - boy do we miss you all. Strangely enough we aren't homesick - just a little tired of our somewhat dull routine. Please be mindful and take care of each other. We love you.
Sister Andersen or Frannie to you all.