Most days we wake up sweaty with the sun, the humidity isn’tquite as striking as it used to be and it pleases me to realize we are growingaccustomed to the weather here. I wakeup and put the kettle on for coffee, there is no creamer here but we do havefresh milk. J is usually up and headedover to our land where he will spend the day planting trees or chopping downtall grass sometimes with a machete. Everyone here uses a machete and many have the scars to prove it, theycan be unwieldy little buggers and as such M and I keep far, Read more >









