guava guano

Mango season has come and gone, but we are currently in the thick of
banana, citrus, and guava season. The proliferation of local fruit
attracts a variety of scavengers to my front lawn. These range from the
polite -- the two girls who knocked on my door and asked if they could
pick my guavas -- to the not so polite -- the young boy I had never met
before who ripped off three branches to get at fruit he couldn't reach
from the ground -- to the unusual. I think due to my extra fruit I have
attracted some sort of nocturnal animal visitors to my tree. For the
last several nights there have been curious rustling sounds from my tree
and tonight, as I was coming home from a delivery (after celebrating one
of the missionaries' birthdays!) I got dive bombed by a large bird that
I got a brief glimpse of as it flew in and out of the dim yellow glow of
my front porch light. It could have been anything from an owl to a
REALLY big bat to even a flying squirrel, although I suppose those don't
really fly, do they. Anyway, in the morning my grass was littered with
the leavings of some avian visitor, and I am glad that someone besides
the rude boy is enjoying my guavas as well.