The Ladies who Lunch

The Ladies who Lunch

This is a drawing by one of our guests, of our Camararas having lunch. Note that two of them are named “Elvira” not “Elvita”.


Chanting Cicadas

The Cicada‘s claim to fame is its singing. The high-pitched song is actually a mating call belted out by males. Each species has its own distinctive song that only attracts females of its own kind. This allows several different species to co-exist.

Cicadas are the only insects capable of producing such a unique and loud sound. Some larger species can produce a call in excess of 120 decibels at close range. This is approaching the pain threshold of the human ear!

They are so freaking loud at this time of the year.

Every night they pipe up just outside my window, and around 5 am they come back again. They chime in the middle of the afternoon for no apparent reason.

I’ve been told that when they vibrate so hard to attract a mate, the males can physically explode.

I don’t really care.

They are magnificent creatures, that look like they could be from prehistory.

But they need to get it on and get on with it.


Really Real

For those of you who have been to our hotel, you know about how amazing the view is from here.

I love having all this air around me – all this space to breathe.

The minute something starts to go awry, I find myself looking around, and thinking that I cannot possibly feel too upset because of the sheer beauty of the rolling green hills, the soft breeze and the ginger flowers surrounding me.

Now don’t get me wrong – it’s not all hummingbirds and waterfalls all the time, but I think that living closer to nature has had a really positive effect on me.

There is space to think. Sometimes I catch myself entranced by the ocean staring at the waves crashing,  or watching a hawk glide on the air currents and it’s sort of like meditating without even having to try to shut off my brain – which in turn feels a lot more natural than sitting in a dark room trying not to think.

Life feels real here.
There is this feeling I get, it’s a heightened energy.
I don’t know why it feels more real here than it did in Canada.
Maybe if I lived out in the country in Canada it would have felt more real…
I hope to put some more thought into this.
But it feels good.