Well, a couple of days ago I kept hearing a persistent thump, thump, thump on the roof. I finally had to go out and see what was going on (why didn't I bring my camera with me?!?) and I discovered there was a cat up there chewing on a chicken leg bone and it was thumping on the roof with every chomp she took. I should clarify--it was organic garbage day and she had found a cooked chicken bone--she hadn't successfully wrestled a live chicken for her bones. We have tough chickens around here.
Last night it rained and I listened to the pattering of the raindrops on my metal roof as I drifted off to sleep. What a soothing sound. People have chuckled (and worse) about my metal roof but without it I wouldn't be endlessly entertained by the cats and soothed by the rain.
I know this isn't for everyone, any more than New York City is for everyone, but it is definitely for me. It's so lovely to find the place that fits me like a glove.
Next week I'm off to Mindo for a few days. I won't be blogging from there but you'll hear all about it when I return. In the meantime I may write a couple of blog posts that will pop up on their own while I'm gone. Now that I'm back to having everything I need to write and I'm moved and almost totally healthy again, I don't want to have too much time pass between posts. With luck my life will be busy enough to get enough photos and quiet enough to have writing time so I can get back to daily posts. I've missed this.