The truth is that this entire country is pretty much made of banana and perhaps some rice as well. Sobering thought.
No matter what your genetics, there is an environmental common thread.
Here horses eat bananas not carrots. Fruit bats, all manner of insects, squirrels, dogs, mice and all things with fur and most things with feathers eat banana.
This picture is a classic. I have even attracted a crake from the creek with a bunch of bananas. A bird that is supposed to be so shy it is only heard and rarely seen.
Just hang out the bananas and see who comes to get them. Now it is the baby birds coming. Their first meal banana.
Although we are in the tropics, we are Northern Hemisphere and there are subtle signs of Spring.
The coffee farm is alive with the sound of bird song. The birds have all upped their volume in the last few weeks. It is that time of year. In particular, the clay colored thrush is filling the air with music. It is a largish bird from the same family as the American Robin and it has a large repertoire and singing its heart out all day long.
There are some trees that from a good distance look like cherry blossom. They are a mass of pink blossom, the locals call them many different things. The rains are starting. For now, just soft rain in the afternoon.