A Week of Rain
This last week we’ve had so much rain the farm is a sopping wet mess.
Down below the cocoa orchard, the creek is a roaring torrent of muddy water.
Occasionally, the rain has stopped in the lowlands and opened up a view of mountains shrouded in clouds and mist.
But mostly it’s just rained. That kept me from doing much of anything on YouTube this last week.
I’m hoping it clears up a little soon. Mom flies in this afternoon and the baby is almost due. It would be nice to take my very pregnant wife to the beach one last time before the delivery.
Last week I managed to finish my second draft of Turned Earth: A Jack Broccoli Novel and send it out to be proofed, and I secured an artist for the cover.
This is a piece he did for another project:
Yeah, I think that’ll be just about right.
I also worked on the upcoming film Night of the Bahfeemus.
As you can tell from the screen cap, it’s a deep psychological drama. If I’m lucky, I may actually even finish it. Putting together a movie – even a ridiculous joke one – takes a lot of time.
Along with the movie and the novel, I wrote an article, wrote a newsletter, did my normal daily posts here, worked on a short story for an anthology, managed some various other work and took my wife to the hospital for some tests.
Probably the most entertaining thing that happened this week happened to our sofa.
One of the children sat on it and it collapsed. I pulled it away from the wall and we discovered multiple trails of termites had come up through the floor and into the sofa, completely eating into it and destroying one of the legs.
Okay, that’s obviously not good. I sevin-dusted the termites yesterday but the sofa appears to be a complete loss.
Things fall apart fast in the tropics. Mold grows on the walls, termites eat through furniture and a log in the yard will rot into mush within a year.
Especially when the rains keep humidity levels close to 100%.
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“The Lord is my light and my salvation;
Whom shall I fear?
The Lord is the strength of my life;
Of whom shall I be afraid?
When the wicked came against me
To eat up my flesh,
My enemies and foes,
They stumbled and fell.
Though an army may encamp against me,
My heart shall not fear;
Though war may rise against me,
In this I will be confident.
One thing I have desired of the Lord,
That will I seek:
That I may dwell in the house of the Lord
All the days of my life,
To behold the beauty of the Lord,
And to inquire in His temple.
For in the time of trouble
He shall hide me in His pavilion;
In the secret place of His tabernacle
He shall hide me;
He shall set me high upon a rock.
And now my head shall be lifted up above my enemies all around me;
Therefore I will offer sacrifices of joy in His tabernacle;
I will sing, yes, I will sing praises to the Lord.
Hear, O Lord, when I cry with my voice!
Have mercy also upon me, and answer me.
When You said, “Seek My face,”
My heart said to You, “Your face, Lord, I will seek.”
Do not hide Your face from me;
Do not turn Your servant away in anger;
You have been my help;
Do not leave me nor forsake me,
O God of my salvation.
When my father and my mother forsake me,
Then the Lord will take care of me.
Teach me Your way, O Lord,
And lead me in a smooth path, because of my enemies.
Do not deliver me to the will of my adversaries;
For false witnesses have risen against me,
And such as breathe out violence.
I would have lost heart, unless I had believed
That I would see the goodness of the Lord
In the land of the living.
Wait on the Lord;
Be of good courage,
And He shall strengthen your heart;
Wait, I say, on the Lord!”
-Psalm 27, NKJV