Rainy rainy rainy season. Today we've got the tail of a tropical depression swinging through and so everything gets soaked: the ground, the plants, the dogs, you, the roof (which then starts to leak for the first time ever).
It's this time of year, these last few months, that everything grows like crazy preparing for the months of hot and humid air.
Gunther fights his way through the baby-elephant-eye-high grasses that have grown up covering a dirt road in the last six months.
This leads to pruning season, it is generally any time before the end of the rainy season. Pruning here, I think, would generally be considered something along the lines of chopping in less fruitful climes.
Here, it's just getting things a little under control, because soon, they'll be back with a vengeance!
Chop, chop, chop!
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