WetDay

I am listening for the high pitch drone of a mosquito within my net. But all noises within my House are drowned by the honking cacophany of bellowing bull frogs and chiruping cicadas outside in the pouring rain..

Today was cool and quiet and rainy. We drank coffee and watched the rain. I wandered the gardens getting some measurements for a chicken tractor. I drank some more coffee looking at the rain, ate lunch. Sheena explained that the Thai people are not so keen on getting rain in their hair. So confident that there was not going to be any last minute working bee on the gardens we stomped in muddy puddles through the rain to the power station and the dam. The power station as an immaculate adobe structure sponsored byThai Oil and Sustainable energy  Thailand (:-)). I suspect Pi Tong Bai of Earth Home Thailand has a fair bit to do with it too.. It has her sense of style. It generates from  water that then irrigates the rice fields below in a complicated and intricate system of channels. The dam is nearly empty  even though it is rainy season because it is prime rice field flooding  time.

Tara studied the diagram for a while before asking why the ingoing water didn't all get converted to electricity. Boyd and I stumbled through the potential energy theory and eventually she said.... "Can you give me the Kiddy version please!"

We watched a Toyota hi ace ute get loaded up with 2 tonne of sweet corn, it's reinforced springs nearly flat with the strain of the load. Then loaded ourselves with gifts of corn we sang our way home filled with Lambyi and  wet boots.

The kids caught a frog in the dinner hall this evening.Another gift from the rain. And when we released her they bounced about, little frogs themselves. Dinner was too strange for Boyd and too spicy forthe the kids so we cooked up some corn . Mmmmm.

Its hard to see but that ute has another 3 inch of large leave springs adduner the existing std springs. The blew me away