Road Building

Struggling to keep this side of the day going. Another of the community efforts today as all the able bodied villagers turn out to cut back the jungle encroaching on the roads. Warmish work and much frothy stuff was sucked down once we had retired to the shade of the community hall. I am sure it was a lot harder before the days of tar macadam, they still call this activity "Road making" but back then I think they really were having to repair the roads as well as chop back the jungle. Consequently their drinking endeavors were also rather extreme and unfortunately most of the revelers are no longer with us. Everything in moderation.
Something of a sub-note. I had a call in the week with regard to left over ready mix concrete, but the deal fell through while I was making tentative preparations. One such P was to look for the rubber gloves I wear to save on alkali burns. I found that one of them had become home to a species of wasp that gathers grasshoppers and moss to make a little green larder for its larva. The L is number one in the photo and 2 is one of the G hoppers. It is strange how prawn like they looked having been parted from their limbs in the larder preparations.
More of this tomorrow.