September Morning

No water in the Tank this morning !  Climb the hill in my pj's and Crocks to change to the old, cement tank we hold in reserve.  Sometimes, this time of year can be just as tricky as the dry season..... pipes get blocked with sand , black plastic lines get broken from falling rocks, or fast growing roots and vines .
It's a very dangerous operation, climbing up to the waterfall and beyond to repair water lines.  We have a man on the job, paid yearly to maintain the line, now I just have to find him !!

Village life is returning to normal, slowly, after the most recent tragedy.  It's been 3 weeks since young Hugo died, and the pain and shock begin to lift.
The resiliency in this Community is amazing. 
This small village is so interwoven , you are never alone in your pain or your joy.  Parents, grandparents, cousins, aunts and uncles. This connection must provide such a grounding experience growing up, so many examples of strength and courage and will to live on.

Two days, no rain. The black clouds are forming up river, and the air is thick and wet; you could slice it.
Days like this it feels like 8:00 am, even if it's noon ... the bay is flat, and steel, the jungle so green it permeates, the air still , but not for long .....rain is on the way, but how long will we have to wait ??

Everything gets packed up at the first sound of thunder, the start of the rain.  Computor, printer, cd / ipod player.  The wind can blow the rain into the house from any direction, the roof could spring a leak,
the electricity could surge,  you jusr never know and have to be prepared.

From my Palapa I'll watch the fisherman bail out their boats.  Many times they are out there in the pouring rain, in thunder and lightening storms, trying to keep their boats from sinking,  They just can't wait till the
storm is over, or they'll be fishing for the boats instead of Tuna !

Already this year, a large sailboat came off it's mooring, and crashed into the rocks below Garcia Rentals.
Sad, but not unusual around here.  The boat that crashed in Boca a few years ago has finally been washed out to sea.  I hope we don't have to wait that long for this boat to disappear.

I have yet to get over to visit all the amaxing women living on the other side of the river.  I haven't heard but i wouldn't be surprised if Patricia, and The Oasis got flooded, again this year.  Last month the Lagoon looked larger to me than I can ever remember...but I'm sure Patricia & Valentine have seen worse.....

Ahhh .. Thunder begins ... The weather watchers tell me we have a Tropical Storm coming our way, but
predicted to go up and away. 

Well, I won't fool with Mother Nature. 
I will sign off so i can prepare for what may come at us today.

k