Last night, for the third night in a row, the possum walked all the way up the stairs, from the lawn 12 feet below, and up onto the patio, to trot right in front and past me just 5 feet away – he knows I was sitting there. Very brazen of him, I thought. “Hey, Dude” I said, standing up, so he trotted faster, and ran the length of the patio and into the neighbor’s yard, just like he’d done the two nights prior. I wonder if he has a little “spot” in the garden where he sleeps every day.
Speaking of animals, one of the Gringa’s who went to the gring-union at the zoo this past weekend has inspired me to come out with it, since she’s going to start a chicken coup, after the landlord says yes:
“IF YOU DON’T HEAR ROOSTERS WHEN YOU WAKE UP, YOU’RE LIVING AROUND TOO MANY RICH PEOPLE!”
And the big news of the day was: It rained, ALL DAY. From mid-morning till mid-afternoon, and pouring for stretches. We’ve had some rain here and there, those “occasional rains” they were talking about, but there was no mistaking this. An all day rain session can mean only one thing around here: Rainy Season in Los Planes de Renderos, El Salvador, has officially begun. Hooray!!! Let the festivities begin.