the second day
i don’t know as much detail
but, specifically
i spent the day with Normand this time
in the morning
i went walking around the farm to see if i could find a Signal for my Phone
they said “Mobile Phones don’t work here!”
but they also told me a story of a few people finding signals..
so i went hunting
dodging under the spider webs
up the trails
nothing up high
but heading from the upper yurt back towards the tool/generator shed
coming up from avoiding a web
i saw my phone had service
so i balanced in the middle of the road
on a little rock sticking out of the grass
two bars!
i checked my messages:
even though i have it listed on my massagem4m profile that i am in Hawaii and won’t be traveling Soon
i got many calls from Clients
“are you in Chicago?” “can i get a session in manhattan tomorrow morning?”
yeah yeah yeah
and a call from my italian daddy friend in brooklyn
forgetting when i was leaving
asking for one more visit this weekend
(grin)
sorry, papi, i’m far away now.
back down at the house
i cracked another coconut
ate some bananas
borrowed some white socks
and tied on my shoes
Normand and i went down to the banana fields to clear out some fallen “weed trees”
an intense way to jump into Work
he sawed them with a chain saw
i hauled them over to the berm..
to try and block the paths that the Pigs take into their property
Pigs?
once upon a time
everyone from everywhere brought things to hawaii
everything grows here
and, like always, things get forgotten
there are rats here (from europe)
mongoose were brought here to kill them
now they run rampant too
they’ve kept the snakes out
but coqui frogs from puerto rico are Everywhere
and some korean wasp is killing all the Willi Willi trees
but i digress:
Pigs
meat hogs
not wild boars
(so i’ve been told: i’ve not seen them)
were set free
and now roam in packs
the dogs go chasing after them..
the youngest, Little One, got gored on a tusk just a few months ago
in through her breast
out through her eye
Yeah.
amongst the weed trees
the bananas
large fields of big juicy leafy palms..
along the sides
thimble berries everywhere
— i’d never had these before… the leaves are much thinner.. the berries look like raspberries… but have hardly any flavor
or maybe i’m just too new here?
in days to follow, i began to taste them..
in the berm
there grow many “Strawberry Guava” trees
looks like large rose-hipps
kinda tastes like it
i was jumping up and grabbing them down
eventually
i asked Normand if i could try the chainsaw: i’d never used one before
got a bit of schooling
now i’ll know for the future…
we drove around
he showed me a few more areas on the farm…
and we talked a lot
as much as i’d talked with Kelly the day before
getting a glimpse into the psyche of each of them
getting an understanding of what They’re doing here…
how their lives lead them here
and
indeed
how i can contribute to their relationship and life here
once again
i felt glad about being here
but exhausted
i told them i needed a nap
i went to the yurt before dark
and slept the night through.