Sundays are special and they are different here in the mountains.   It is the only day that no-body works and that the farm is empty except for the birds, bees and ourselves. 

 All over the town, ladies put on their best frocks, the church bells are ringing and all the shops are closed.   Here on the farm we have our own rituals.    This is the day you can wander around in your dressing gown unseen.   Take your time with your morning coffee up in the tree fort in a hammock.  We also take over on the essential job of watering seedlings in the greenhouse.  

This is a picture of Beatrice watering the baby erythrina trees.  These are leguminous trees that shade our coffee.  They are a nitrogen fixing tree and so good for the soil.  They beautiful trees, silver trunks and  red flowers.