Sunday, February 7, 2016

The Hoya there, the hoya here

Baldwin's transformed table. We ate poached tilapia in coconut milk here last weekend, inviting their near neighbor who is originally from Australia to celebrate the new furniture. Karen is in the process of building a sleeping second floor on her small square yellow house. The kona roof is inplace and she has been sleeping upstairs. The walls will be slats with venting between. A wonderfully compact bungalow. She has a small motor bike, but unfortunately has not mastered the traffic in town - having had several wrecks. It is wild, motorcycles, ATV's scooters, cars and trucks! Now Baldwin seems to have started a trend: tuktuks. Karen has moved here with her mentally challenged daughter (a lovely young woman with piercing electric blue eyes) who lives in a tree house (well, plywood box on stilts) near her mother. Her daughter has walked away from several assisted living situations in the states; here in Las Terranes, she walks into town and is directed home. So far so good. 
True's water bottle which has acquired an interesting patina, on the kitchen window sill. The turquoise wall looks green. Hoya can mean hollow!



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