Wednesday morning, June 11, 2008

The good thing about camping in what is not officially, but practically a rainforest is that it is like being in nature’s Emerald City. The green moss floor, the evergreen canopy and the mammoth ferns combine to create a sort of green fairy land. The bad thing about camping in a rainforest is, well, all that rain. So we have our piles of muddy clothes (and one very smelly stuffed dog) and are headed back into town to find a quiet place for Taido to study and a Laundromat for the rest of us. Ben seems to be feeling better this morning, which is a great relief. And even though it is raining, I was reminded by Anne Shirley (we started Anne of Green Gables last night) that it is impossible to be in the depths of despair in the morning. The passage where Anne explains that she likes all sorts of mornings, sunny and rainy, was fresh in my mind as we woke up to the drip drip drip, and the memory that the fact that it gets light at all is evidence that the sun has come up which is God’s mercy, even if I can’t feel it on my face.