At the Jungle's edge, our bungalow stares out at the sand and the sea the breathing skin of the palm leaf walls do not separate the Jungle from me The steamy breath of the island air seeps in, resting hotly on my skin. Snakes and bugs, frogs and eggs all thrive.... this bungalow moves and breathes on it's own legs Our Jungle Bungalow is alive |
gecko eggs and a visiting reptile on our bathroom ceiling |
the view from our bed |
another visitor to the gecko eggs on our bathroom ceiling, this time a baby Malayan Bridle snake! |
December 18, 2012
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