A favorite place of mine to go to is under the cocoa grove
this island is made up of old volcanoes...
which in long ago times...
left their mark with rich dark soil and large stones
I love to sit under the cocoa trees...
enjoying the cool shade...
listening to the rustling of the breeze through the trees...
and the delightful songs of the birds
Uh...what's that, Foxie?
Oh, you want me to climb up the rock...sure, why not
see what I mean by "large stones"?
we really do have to climb them to get to the top
imagine that rolling down the hill
Ah yes, dear Foxie...it is rather nice up here...
but, now that I'm up here...
where did you go?
well, so much for a long attention span
the rock you see in the photo below sits at the bottom of the hill below the cottage
it is a boulder that is about 6 six feet high and just as wide
I can't get up it but,
we have seen our milking goat, Farina, on top of it
we are trying to figure out how she gets up there
we always manage to miss the part where she climbs up that rock
maybe next time, I'll remember the camera
and speaking of rocks...
"The Lord liveth;
and blessed be my Rock;
and let the God of my salvation be exalted".
Psalm 18:46
Amen!
May it be the Lord is your Rock and your salvation.
