Wake up! Smell the roses! Listen to the birds, large parrots making a racket. At least fifty strong, some people would say they are pest making too much noise. I say they are my alarm clock to an early start of my day. I am up between four or five A.M. Anyway. It looks like an early morning mating ritual.
The rooster crows as the sun rises. Clear skies, beautiful blue with a sprinkle of white cumulus clouds. It is warm , very little breeze, kind of day for breakfast on the porch. Home made cinnamon rolls, hot out the oven with melted butter. Yummy! Some cut fruit; mango, papaya, watermelon, strawberries, lemon water and coffee.
Desayuno (breakfast) is my favorite meal of the day. Today a little unorthodox . We prepared the dough the night before and let it rise in the early morning. I wanted a little sweetness this morning. Something we normally do not have. We work at eating a healthier diet. I like sweets once in awhile. The birds have flown off easterly towards the trees by the lake. It is Sunday, guiet Sunday, only interrupted by an occasional atv.
Corina comes walking through the door; she was outside taken pictures of the parrots. She loves to take pictures of the birds that inhabit the area. I like to sit out on the wicker chair and have breakfast and listen to the orchestra of nature going on. Monkeys barking at the cars going by. Dogs following suit. Birds singing: a rare site lately, Toucans, ten in a group in the trees out front. A blue jay sings a rhapsody. Do you think Brahms wrote his music listening to the birds?
The Secadas are busy flapping their breasts. It is the Costa Rican June bug that is buried all year and comes out in the summertime. A very noisy individual. The creek is running strong today. We had an early morning shower. You can smell the fresh greens along with the cinnamon, and coffee. The mango is particularly fresh this morning. Pineapple sweet and as usual the watermelon scrumptious. I love the fruit here in Costa Rica.
We plan on a short trip today to La Fortuna. I love the ride along the lake and a stroll in the park. It is only an hour and a half sojourn. We will have some early dinner there and be home before five. Hopefully we will see some monkeys along the way. Of course we will take a lot of pictures. Just another great morning in Aguacate!😎
“The Harley’s hallow rumble could be heard
As Mark rode through the trees and ferns
Listening to the many birds
Riding slowly as he observed
The magnificent beauty of Big Sur
Down the mountain to the ocean blue
He stops for a better view
He locks his bike to walk the sands”
Excerpt From: Timothy M. Nugent. “The Lonely Biker.” XlibrisUS, 2015-09-30T04:00:00+00:00. iBooks.
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