Yesterday I was in Tindo to meet with a groupement. We had a fairly productive meeting and I left with a couple of good ideas for formations. I also broke the idea of putting an agroforestry volunteer with them, but they didn’t seem ecstatic about it so I will probably drop it.
But the real reason I am here writing this post is to report a sneak attack by some ants. I have been putting off doing my laundry, and so I was rummaging through the dirty clothes to find my lounging shorts. Being a no-electricity night, it was rather dark, and when I found them I happily put them on. Of course, it didn’t take me very long to discover that the ants had turned by clothes pile into a hangout spot. Needless to say, I got those shorts off pretty quickly, though not before sustaining several bits in rather sensitive areas. Now all my clothes are piled in the center of my house and there is a big pile of dead ants in the corner where my clothes used to sit.
Anyway, not a lot to report other than that. With Mary gone I have yet to cook a real meal, so I have been living off popcorn, bread with avocado or cheese spread, and a box of Tiger’s Milk bars that my dad sent me a long time ago but only arrived with the last mail run.
did the tiger milk have funny times in the box also?