|Orange bougainvillea outside our bedroom window.|
September 7, 2018
"I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief...
For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free." (Wendell Berry)
Once again we're at the end of the dry season (May to September) and hoping for rain to replenish the creeks, the springs, the water table. Our little town of Cocalzinho has already experienced one day without water, and the electric company is charging extra (red flag) because water in the reservoirs that provide hydroelectric power is low. The whole region sits uneasily on the unpredictable area where climate change could result in more yearly rain (to the southwest) or less rain (to the northeast).
We've continued to work on our cob house, with the help of our neighbor Marli. We finished the walls, built a porch, and worked on the floors.
|The back walls of the house|
|Our chickens enjoying the shade on the new porch|
|The final layer of the floor|
One of our favorite outings was up to the remote road in the hills behind our farm where we found a supply of sand to add to our soil for the floor mixture.
|Sand around the road up in the hills|
|Sunset on the way back home|
At the end of May we witnessed up close the truck strike that paralysed Brazil for over a week, stopping deliveries of fuel, food, and most other amenities. The majority of the population supported the strikers who were demanding lower diesel prices because the increases had reached an untenable level. Brazil adds very high taxes to fuel prices, close to 50%.
|People from Cocalzinho marching to support the truck drivers - "Together for a better Brazil, We are all truck drivers."|
We traveled to the States for a family reunion in July, and visited Zeke and family in Massachusetts, and Sofia and family in Maryland, as well as Guy's cousins and other friends in the Lehigh Valley.
|Browne Clan Family Reunion 2018, Catskills, NY|
Back home on the farm we find peace with our trees and flowers, and animals.
|Bougainvillea outside the window, quaresma in the background|
|Cows in the babaçu pasture behind our property.|
|Susie and Lolita who watched over the farm while we were away.|
Signing off, Greta and Guy