The month of May brought about many new and exciting things for us. May yielded more births than deaths in the animal department, which is a nice change. One of the lambs gave birth to a male, which is also nice because we lost our ram a few months ago to blood poisoning. Although the name of this new little guy is 'Bar-B-Q'. You can probably guess why...
The farm cat, Dilly, had 4 little kittens that just opened their eyes in the last few days.
There were two new baby chicks in the coop - although one alredy died.
Brooks and I went to Alabama for a wedding. It was nice as usual to go from the farm life to good 'ole American civilization in a matter of a day. It was rather shocking to go from the heat and jungle to A/C and country clubs. I personally did some golfing, fishing, and lots of eating.
Before we had even left Belize to go to The States, we were dealing with sporadic bush fires. They continued while we were gone but were contained as much as possible by the crew that works out here during the week. Once we got back and even until today they have been constant; burning all day and all night and taking up nights and weekends. Literally everyday in the afternoons the fires crank up and burn until the moisture of the night sets in.
So we have been driving all over the farm in a tractor and Land Cruiser pulling a trailor with a water tank and pump and two hoses, buckets and machetes and just doing the best job we can do. We have successfully kept the fire away from the house and palapas (with thatch roofs that would go up like a mtch stick), fence lines and most of the bamboo patches.
We finally got a couple of rain showers in the last couple of days, but not enough to completely extinguish them. Before yesterdays rains it hadn't really rained since March. The locals say it is one of the worst dry seasons in the last few decades. Much of what is burning are the piles of debris from the hurricane cleanup that took place last fall after Hurricane Richard came through...
On Tuesday the fires finally appeared on the treeline that surrounds our palapa. No bueno...