So, yesterday afternoon, when I arrived home, I witnessed the unusual even of a Howler Monkey on the ground. Today, there were three males – that’s unusual in itself, I think – traversing the pavement in front of my gate near Samara, Costa Rica. Two climbed the fence, leaped the tree, and continued on down the road along the phone line. The third, confused perhaps by my arrival, ran across my yard and disappeared into the thicket.
The sky is BLACK. We are expecting rain. And more . . . . .
Coincidence? I think not.