The Jungle Life
The Jungle, I am astounded by it, in awe of it and it makes me breath a little deeper. Here in Costa Rica we have two seasons, Dry and Wet. In the dry season the roads are dusty and the trees are not so green. Still very beautiful, In the wet season everything comes alive, yes even the bugs. A different kind of bug travels across my Rancho everyday. Now its the catapiller, I watched one make a cocoon on my doorstep and in less than two weeks ( today) the butterfly flew away. Lots of mother nature. After 8 years I still love it here. I feel lucky to get to see a different way of life. My life for now.
Words to make us wiser
For some reason some people love to chop their vacant lots around here in the jungle. I thought it was called a jungle, no trees no jungle. This brings me to a short story about, where in the world is Dueno. Some men were chopping down the whole jungle on a lot across from our home. It was so green and lush. Like a dream. We were very concerned so Chuck asked in his sorta spanish, who's lot is this? And the men said it's Dueno's. We just thought who would do this to a piece of undesturbed jungle unless they were going to build. So now we want to know who this Dueno guy is. We have his name now, right? Well I asked our friend who is this jungle chopping Dueno guy. Turns out Dueno is spanish for owner. And that is how we learn spanish here at our age, one word at a time. Or maybe it's just Chuck and I. Slow learners. This was about three years ago, now we know a few more words.