Late October

The weather is changing as we come into what the northern half of the continent would call fall. Mornings are almost cool as the clouds lie low in the valley and glow in the morning sunlight with the mountains peeking over the tops. There is a gentle breeze that blows through the late mornings, which brings in the clouds. Instead of the 10 minute downpour, we now have long rains, sometimes a drizzle, sometimes a storm. But it lasts for hours, sometimes all night, and the drainage ditch along the edge of our dirt road fills up into creeks and the mud puddles become ditches and it becomes almost impossible to drive faster than 15 km/hr. So I bike instead.

In the mornings the kids come in sweaters and stocking hats. They say it’s cold. I say it’s in the low 70’s. They are off by first recess and lost by afternoon. People in Honduras have to buy a lot of sweaters.

There are four kittens. Their eyes are open and they stay quietly under their bush which keeps them dry. I took a picture of them but my camera died. I’ll get the new one out soon. Maybe when the kittens are out walking.