Day 440-442 The Hidden Treasures a Self-Conscious Land

Brrr…some of those days, when very little gets done but stuff that’s been hanging around for a long while. Still some more curtains to be changed and more drilling to do. Gardening on last minute, high power and the crashing down rain. Encouraging cups of cafes and teas sharing about life as the jasmine tea bloomed. Exchanging jams, plants and vegetables, a sign of being accepted in the community. Under the surface so much to be counselled. And I am asking if the task is too robust on a place where material girls and boys’ etiquette is so delicate, it eats up its own varnish.