Milagros

I shall check the phase of the moon because last night was beyond weird. It was wonderful but it was weird. I got up to give ice water to Beckett (yes, the grey gato ONLY drinks ice water WITH 3 drops of Rescue Remedy; he will have it no other way). The lights were out and I was hoping no great spiders or gecko was lingering--I do love geckos but their little feet feel creepy crawling through hair only skin in an effort to escape. (the kitchen light has some sort of Panama short so takes forever to "on"). The water mission was successful; Beckett happy; no spiders or geckos. But then I noticed THE strangest Almirante event: there was no sound. I mean SILENCIO. No trucks, no trains, no Chiquita, no people, no birds, no frogs, no dogs. Had the world blown up and we missed it? Had Almirante evacuated and we'd missed it? I stood there for minutes, then ahhh in the farrrr farrrr distance, I heard a dog barking like far, beyond Meri Elvia's house, FAR....I was hardly breathing for fear of breaking the spell. SILENCE in ALMIRANTE!! How can this be? I didn't know whether to stay until the spell was broken by some obnoxious noise OR to run back to bed BEFORE the annoying noise of the night. I chose the latter. And as I opened the bedroom door, I only heard a few frogs or some kind of crickety sound which hardly counts as noise at all. Miss Paid had to have food at 5; she'd not eaten very much the evening before so I expected her "call." Again, THERE WAS QUIET. What was happening in this place of constant noise? I simply could not believe it. No dog this time; just the frogs or bugs of eentsy quiet hummy sound. It seems unbelievable and stranger than any dream. I am awake many nights. Sometimes I stay up all night and sleep during the day. Kenny's been working on this funeral and 9 days of prayer custom and I've been playing on-line scrabble and working on my three books, helping him collate, editing, and cutting and pasting. But this quiet. It was such a gift; it REMAINS such a gift as, tonight, I hear the port noise over the TV and the computer, a/c, and fan. The trucks shake the house and the dogs bark. But I am so grateful to know that perhaps if only for one night a year, there is silence in Almirante, in the middle of the night.