Jo-Anne, Chama and Fan

Jo-Anne, Chama and Fan

Wednesday, 12 February 2014

Morning Bicycle Ride

This morning before the sun was hot, (around 7:15), we set out on the bikes to explore a road running south along the bank of the Nan river.  It was a beautiful scenic winding drive through a rural area, with lots of colourful flowers in front of many of the homes, and along the roadside.  We forgot to take the camera, but will try harder next time.

Across the river we saw groves of banana plants and other crops too far away to identify.  We came upon a narrow bridge that crossed the river and was being used by motorcyclists.  That might another spot to explore.

As we journeyed, many motorbikes passed us, with people heading out to their days work or transporting children to school.  We went by an impressive looking establishment, a wat (Buddhist temple), with a lot of open space, some ornate buildings and people arriving for school.  Many of the government schools are located at the local wat.  On the way back we noticed what might have been a water pumping station. In front of it was an outdoor gymn, some exercise equipment, seen quite commonly here.

Got back around 8:00, inspired to inspect some of the things growing in the yard around the house: Mango trees, just beginning to form fruit, a huge jackfruit tree (I think), some cacti, and numerous others we cannot identify so far.  The basil seeds we planted two weeks ago are growing in a pot,and we will transplant them to the ground when they are big enough.  Love to see things growing!  "The earth is the Lord's and everything in it." Psalm 24:1


Here are some of the plants in the yard.

O yes, we must tell you about the acrobatic squirrels inhabiting the large trees across the lane way.  Not sure how many there are, but the two I can now identify are very unique.  One is a very light beige, and another is beige with a light ring part way down tail, ending in a chocolate colour.  They entertain us when we are sitting on the patio, by running along the power wires, skillfully balancing with their tales, and leaping back and forth between the thin wires and the trees.  

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