Over the years we’ve had many animals visit us in our semi-open villa. We feed turtles bananas, we listen to goats and roosters, and we watch lizards laze around in the sun. The other day we passed a bevy of French girls trying to decide how to help an iguana cross the road in St Jean.
This time we have a yellow bird building her nest inside the villa, in a small silk gardenia tree! She must have gotten confused. But still, there is absolutely no crime on the island and so hurricane shutters remain open for her foray to and fro.
The Love Bug is going to enjoy seeing those eggs appear in the house!
We taught our children to enjoy nature. To catch fireflies and play with worms. They had zip lines in the backyard and Corgis to chase. I remember gently picking up Daddy Long Leg spiders and showing them how to place them back on a leaf. Letting ladybugs climb all over our arms and crayfish nibble on our toes.
But one thing I refuse to accept in my otherwise Zen animal frame of mind is mosquitos. They carry Dengue. They carry Zica. And I know the bats like to eat mosquitos but I don’t care. I’m on the defense and my family’s health is depending on me. Luckily we are on the windward side and so far, so good.