I had an exhausting day today (Yesterday! – it is another day already).  The kids and I decorated and assembled kites.  I was grateful for the help of the ladies at the Art Centre, because twenty five kids can decorate a kite in no time flat, but my job, assembling them one by one,  takes time.  Before I was halfway through on the assembly line the first ones were coming back to be repaired.  I hadn’t allowed for the fact that none of these youngsters have had a kite before.  I wanted to get some photos but I had no time.  With luck and a breeze we can fly them tomorrow and I can get some drone footage.

It was a blazing hot afternoon and we kept going until darkness fell.   I returned to the donga drenched with sweat and desperately in need of a shower, a quick meal and some sleep. I was in bed by 7.30.   Which is why I am up now at 3.30 , wide awake.  I have just had a cup of cocoa and watched a bit of Netflix on my off peak quota.  I watched a really excellent movie made here in Australia:  Otherlife.  I recommend it.  Aus is making some really good SF movies these days on modest budgets.  I have already written about Predestination.  This one is just as good.  But a movie review was not the point of this post.

While I was watching the movie, Eric the Green Tree Frog emerged and wandered aimless around the kitchen/living room seeming to be looking for something.  Zeus the dog checked him out, looked at me for instructions, and on my suggestion to leave him alone, did so and avoided him from then on, which I was pleased about.  Eric did not seem to be concerned about our presence.  Then I heard a frog calling outside and I realised that perhaps my previous decision not to put Eric out might not be in his best interests.  So after wrestling with my conscience over whether it was the right thing to do I finally opened the door and let him go.

Farewell Eric.

It’s sad when they grow up and don’t need you any more.


Author: Uisce úr

Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done, The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun.

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