It rained in the night, just a small bit, but the first rains of the season. It feels like a real blessing that I was here to hear it. I awoke in the night and could hear it drumming on the roof, and quickly went back to sleep feeling that all was OK.

Early this morning, a giant mango fell from the tree and plummeted onto my corrugated metal roof, rolling and then thudding to the ground. I didn't have a hope of claiming it; there was a scramble as the children dived in, scrabbling in the dirt to get their small fingers around the hard green fruit.