At first hundreds of these birds circled below the rain clouds and then settled on the roof with loud chirpings, they stayed a couple of days, I watch birds sailing, and clouds changing from swimming in the pool; and need someone to explain it all to me.

The birds settling on the roof

close-up

Above my house, on top of the actual Mount Irvine Hill, stands a Silkcotton tree, where the spirits live, in Cuba it is called "Ceiba", and belongs to the earth gods.

New yam has taken over part of the slope. Last year, all of a sudden, a lot of leaves were eaten by bachacs ( ant), and then all shriveled up to brown, and I thought an airoplane had dropped kerosene.

Ryan told me they are ready to come out, but shortly afterwards someone had dug big holes everywhere and taken out the yam.

Why did he not plant back? And then Ryan showed me all those little tiny yams, like pebbles, lying around all over the place.

Moses, who brings all the wood for me, came on Sunday to cut the Samaan lengthwise, as Ryan and I were not able to move it, I took off the sap, but it was still too heavy.

I know what I am going to make subjectwise but have no idea of how it will look.

New baghee plants growing  in the front, which I cook for the dogs and myself.