I’m Glad My Ears Aren’t This Big
Rains in the Saban high season are sporadic showers, warm tears of God flung from up high and out of nowhere, for 5-30 minutes at a pop. I love the smell of the rich, dark volcanic earth and how the color pop after a rain. Though elephant ears thrive in all tropical climes ’round the world, I still love how they serve as the king of green flora catch basins for both the rain and for dewdrops in the absence of rain.
Sometimes, it’s just the simple things that get me going in the morning. Or coffee sans sugar; that, too.