wwoofing....

we´re on the farm. ON THE FARM. i wish that i had more time to write, but it turns out that when you live apart from all of civilization, when you live on this secret island that maybe nobody else has ever heard of, when you are amidst bananas and horses and caves and volcanoes, well it turns out that internet is expensive... so this will be short and sweet and to the point. more or less.

let me tell you that things are wonderful. erin and i are living in a little stone house in the side of a mountain, with the most outrageous view of the atlantic ocean. all we see is atlantic ocean in front of us. oh, and mountains. and we are living on a farm. this farm has eight horses (one only five days old!) and one rabbit and two hens and three dogs and at least one million cats and kittens. and lots of lizards. too many lizards. sometimes when we eat breakfast outside at our little breakfast table, we look down the mountain and see the goats rising up. their bells give them away, those silly little kids. so we take care of these animals.

and when we´re not doing that we are taking care of the garden. the organic garden with orange trees and nisparo trees and tomatoes and dill and parsley and cilantro and zuccinni and cucumber and broccoli and lettuce and cabbage and carrots and raddish and raspberries and strawberries and squash and rhubarb and probably more things that i am forgetting in my mental-drawing of the garden.

and when we´re not doing that we are cooking with those ingredients (the garden ingredients, not the animal ones, those poor little kittens) in the enormous kitchen. or we´re by the beach, the one that is a few kilometers away with crystal blue water and black sand. or we´re exploring the caves, the hundreds of caves that are on this mountain. or we´re thinking of the fact that we are living where the mouth once was of this previously volcanic island.

wow. what? when did this all happen? when did we board a plane and find ourselves here? this is outlandish.

uhoh. one minute left on the ticker. must run.

all of my love.