This Only Took Twenty Some Odd Years
Letters to the people we left should look like letters not some damn textbook. So now there's Courgette for the font and blue for the ink. There was a time back in the day when I had a pen pal in New Zealand and I experimented with different color ink. But I always came back to blue.
It's been twenty plus years since M'Lady and I were in Canada. In that time Canada has recycled the Trudeau's, developed the world's dirtiest carbon based fuel, ripped out a significant piece of Mother Earths lungs and had to disband a military regiment because they were infected with the KKK virus. There has also been a nasty trend of apparently normal people going on shooting and stabbing rampages. To think that M'Lady and I moved back to the Philippines because Canada was boring.
On this side of the Pacific things go on as they have for a long time. The powerful play their games, the revolutionaries go into the mountains and the people get caught in the middle. When we left Canada we were full of spit and vinegar and we had the answers. Not so much spit and vinegar now and we assuredly don't have many answers.
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| Myra's office shot from the rear entrance of the bamboo house |
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| Cooper loved Papaya and saved our lives one night |
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| Nothing quite as enjoyable as a country lane in your yard. |
sound proofish house and neighbors that have learned that it's best not to mess with us.
I bet you think 'Comforting' is a strange word to describe a yard. But it is a comfort to walk through the yard. Beautiful flowers, fruit trees, bananas, lots of stonework and even the occasional turtle wandering down the stone paths. More than one person has named it a sacred place. So... yes I will use 'Comforting' to describe the yard.
That's all for this epistle. More tomorrow.
Brian
PS; these are old photos but as you've never seen the yard it's best to start with the old and move gently into the now.
B.
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