Today I planted some seed to climb Mount Kinabalu. We will see what happens. We will see what grows. Ramadan has begun. I have not noticed much difference, but we are isolated here on the beach unless we walk to the market. Not a change in the children and the Muslim school seems to still be in session – because how can an adult try to meditate on life and Allah and trying to do better in life, with their children at home. First, send the children to school – then we can contemplate spirituality and the betterment of humankind. I walked out on the Borneo beach and took some photos of large cumulus clouds. So much depth and detail in the equatorial whiteness. No one else wanted to venture out. The 83 year old Willy was out walking though. We had a fly massacre in the house today. In all 20 flies met their fate. What a way to begin Ramadan. I have gone on many runs in my life, but never have I been prevented from returning home by a herd of water buffaloes grazing near the path that led home. I cautiously tip toed around them. About 20 of them. A couple really big ones with big horns and a few babies all grazing on the grass of the overgrown putt-putt golf course. As I write, we can still see the water buffaloes grazing on the grasses outside our window. We have a safari view outside our beachside window. I made a banana peanut butter coconut smoothie without a blender.
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