Pascoa

Easter came with a calm morning and an invitation out to a farm. Cooking started quick on the meat. I toured the trees: peach, mango, maracuja, tamarind, jabuticaba, persimmon, etc. I petted the nice dogs. I watched the neighbor tickle a large blue macaw, it laid on its back and spread its wings and kicked and grabbed the neighbor’s hand with its feet while giggling. Saw the peacocks and the chickens and the geese. We ate the fresh cooked steak with tomato salad, rice, and mandioca. After, some folks swam in the pool. The Lady of the farm showed me her paintings, which I assure you were not the work of a slouch. We took a drive through the sugar cane and saw some eucalyptus. A crowd of kids and adults piled in the back of the truck, tailgate down. On the way back we stopped at the pond to catch some fish. The friendly macaw followed along to watch. I caught nothing. A piranha has been eating the farm's fish’s tails off. One guy caught one of the piranhas. The sunset was pink above the sugar cane, some low clouds darkened to grey in front of the higher rose colored ones. We loaded the small boat onto the truck and returned to the farm in darkness to eat the leftovers. Little chit chat and then the drive home. All things green. The noise of animals. I tried for the first time a mango with thorns in it. Tasty. Great food. Great people. Happy Easter.