{"id":3378,"date":"2023-05-23T04:07:29","date_gmt":"2023-05-23T04:07:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/trypod.co.nz\/imagine\/?p=3378"},"modified":"2023-06-28T20:04:30","modified_gmt":"2023-06-28T10:04:30","slug":"raining-on-paradise","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/trypod.co.nz\/imagine\/2023\/05\/23\/raining-on-paradise\/","title":{"rendered":"Raining on paradise"},"content":{"rendered":"
0<\/span><\/a><\/div> <\/div>
<\/div><\/div>
<\/div>
Another rainy day in paradise. That doesn’t deter the locals. They still have to eat. We saw Sovren and Joslin canoe across to the main land to tend to one of their veggie gardens. A few hours later one of the other villagers ventured out in the rain and canoed to the edge of the reef to fish.
For us it was stay inside read a book and do a few small inside jobs and watch the waves of rain pass over. Sovren and Joslin stopped on their way back in the rain, just to ask how our day was going.
By lunch time it was bucketing down. The islands turning into ghosts behind the sheets of water. Watching the streams of water running down the deck, creating waterfalls into the sea.
Still nothing to do except sit back watch the rain coming down or read a book or win at cards again.
Sent from Iridium Mail & Web.<\/div>\n\n\n