The nights are noisy at this time, mice hunting and playing with each other, digging holes right next the bad, no fear at all, but after the rain the snakes come another time, and they will again forget the dangers. Frogs leaving in the evening and come back into the cave in the morning... coming and going all around.
This morning the village priest (after 3 years the first time, who once lead my person toward this place) came with three other people from Takeo, early in the morning as Atma just was on leaving for alms, who yesterday donated a Copy of Tipitaka in the south monastery, having a large fest, got known the place and listened long and very hard to take Dhamma joyfully before turning to usual.
The work of yesterday got only a little damaged on small parts by the strong rains of the evening and night. The wild Bodhitree grows strong and will be soon the main shadow giver of the Kuti, also the small planted had become its first leaves.
The roof and some other small parts have still to be finished so that the water will not damage the walls on long terms.
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"You have to think carefully how it comes... Now, having just a lousy house anywhere and yet: At the same time, the sand and other support flows by it's own right into it...", rejoicing, knowing his constant "luck" with proper gratitude, he smiles with approve and Atma walked on without waiting.