Next day we stop at the local market in the nearby town, Somo Somo, to buy fruit for lunch.
Coconuts, ginger.....and their lemons which look like limes but taste exactly like lemons.
Typical houses in
the main street.
We drive in a taxi further up into the hills on a rutted road to visit friends of my brother. They have made a home and a guest house and an amazing garden on a plot of land hacked out of virgin jungle.
The view from the garden.
Everything grows so well and so fast in the humidity....
the lady of the house has planted a wonderful variety of orchids....I've never seen one like this above.
More
orchids.
Lemons.....
and a Surinam cherry - which tastes like a black cherry but not so sweet.
We were treated to chai tea and delicious homemade cookies and they opened
a fresh coconut for us, with a panga called a sele. Tthe milk was sweet and the flesh was soft and chewy and fragrant - nothing like the coconuts we buy in the supermarkets here.
To be continued...
Today after a gentle session with my family constellation therapist - she prescribed gorse Bach Flower Remedy for hopelessness and despair - I drove to Castle Drogo (one of Robin's favourite haunts) on the edge of Dartmoor and
walked around the late summer gardens in the sunshine ...sharing them with the bees
and the butterflies,
who are too busy staying alive to ask what is the point of it all?
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