I stand beneath the big mango trees while T goes to the highest heights to pick the half ripe fruit before throwing them down to me. Am always amazed at how heavy the Ceylon are, but my heart will always lie with the Julie.
Everywhere is very dry, even Job's tears have dried up.
Three of the nutmeg trees are looking very unhappy
and several of the citrus have given up trying
including the lime tree at the top of the hill and the grapefruit that bore so well last year.
The saddest sites are the vast areas of forestry that have been burnt deliberately, like the hillside behind Cornel,but T's valiant efforts at persuading 'the river that has become a stream' to pass through our lettuce, strengthens our resolve and reminds us to count our blessings.
Along awaited essential piece of construction has taken place in Corn Buck this week. Materials being at a minimum, T, as ever, rose valiantly to the occasion. Not enough old galvanise for the door? No problem.... weave your own.
Today was close and humid and the thunder began to roll just as I finished weeding the okra and T gave the grass to the cow and her calf.
I peeled the tania and onions whilst T went to the river to fish, returning a few moments later with enough crayfish for the pot, which he combined with the above, together with dumplings, split peas and basil. It was delicious. Xena, hating thunderstorms, ran for cover, unimpressed with today's menu.
We almost finished weeding the lettuce and the pak choy this morning.
I prefer to weed and mole as I go
and T likes to weed all and then mole.
After an early lunch, we made the rounds and picked nutmeg and mangoes with our all time favourite fruit picker.
Whilst taking some shade and a five under the Julie, we sat and admired T's ability to persuade water to run uphill, all the way from the river, which is way down below the shed, the roof of which can just be seen below him.
T has not been feeling too well these past couple of days. I think he has been overdoing it. This morning we came up to Corn Buck just to cut grass for the cow and come home.
I cutlassed below the top nutmeg which is bearing now. These are the last few remaining trees following Ivan. Afterwards, I went higher up the track and cut some broom to sweep with. Today was hot and sunny, with a nice breeze, just hope T is feeling better soon.