We had our holiday dinner last night, to honor the ending of the rainy season and celebrate the beginnings of our “summer” season. It was just the four of us – Irina, myself, Bela and Capo. Viva wasn’t quite yet ready to sit at the same table with the dogs. A roast chicken was served, along with tiny green beans and julienned carrots. The dogs love the flavorful skin and the crispy bits remaining after rendering the chicken fat.
We missed celebrating with our friends, but that’s life in the time of Covid. ¡Pura vida!
The garden is abloom, in late November. Life in the tropics is sweet.
It’s foggy and chilly here today, the weather caused by Huracán Iota approximately 350 miles to the north of us. Just ten days ago we experienced similar conditions, indirect effects of Huracán Eta. Poor Honduras and Nicaragua. Fortunately the affected areas in our neighboring countries are very sparsely populated.
Yet another disturbance is anticipated for early next week The storm could possibly be the first cyclone to ever make initial landfall in Costa Rica, and only the second ever to strike Costa Rica (the first being Hurricane Otto in November of 2016). Yikes! Could 2020 get any worse? Though the States did narrowly avoid catastrophe.
You may recall that Bela had knee surgery a little over a month ago. Here she is, right after returning home.
Our vet Maricruz and I took her back to the clinic in Heredia last week for a check-up with the surgeon. He gave her a thumbs-up, she’s healing perfectly.
Orchids and bromeliads aren’t bothered in the least by the the humidity and cool temperatures.
We’re still staying close to home and limiting our social contacts, trying to stay healthy and safe during these extraordinary times. Aren’t we lucky to have each other?