It is written by Cara's friend Melissa, who also happens to be the president of her record label Fat J Records.
Send Me is Cara's most recent album.
I’m back! That’s right, after a three week hiatus (during which Cara was gone and then submitting posts about her trip) I’m back to the blog again. Although I’m back to tell you that I’m leaving…just for a week, for a vacation. And then I’ll be back for real. In the meantime, I’ll leave you with some information on an upcoming event that’s very exciting - the New England Arts Festival, where Cara will be playing at the end of June.
See you in a week!
Dear Melissa,
Tonight we found out how nature has provided free popcorn for all the kids at the movie showing. you see, not only do the only lights for miles draw hundreds of people, it draws every bug in a 100 mile radius to the lights on the screen. Yesterday was the first rain of the season, so that apparently brings out huge swarms of flying termites. They are as big as giant grasshoppers and have wings. 1st we just saw a few flying around the lights. Then more & more, so much that they formed a thick cloud that actually kept people from seeing the whole screen. We had no idea what was happening, but the word “plague” did enter our minds. The kids were going crazy & chattering when the wave of termites would edge towards them. I thought they were afraid of them. Clearly I was wrong. After about 30 minutes, the termites began to lose their wings & dropped to the ground. Children began scooping them up in handfuls as fast as they all could, & before I knew it they were popping them into their mouths as they watched the show. Of course, termites aren’t the only live creatures that come to the shows. We have had a loose pig, wild dogs, & several rats – which the leaders promptly hunted down & killed. Also, wherever there are termites, there are frogs hopping everywhere, enjoying the feast.
Dear Melissa,
We are really here. I was hoping to get to see a few huts if we were lucky, but they are everywhere. Everyone here lives in a little subdivision or suburb made of connecting huts with adobe walls surrounding them all into little clusters, containing a courtyard, storage hut, huts for different family members & sometimes a place for the livestock. The people here are not as poor as I suspected. They are certainly not rich, but they have cattle, goats & pigs & crops in their fields. Many women are regaled in the brightly covered fabric that shows that they are well off in their community – (comparatively, of course). I don’t imagine that the people here often if ever eat 3 meals a day, they have no furniture, running water or belongings & there are many children wearing old adult clothing that is covered in dust & holes. I also see that many homes are using old burlap sacks that once contained government issued millet to help supplement their diets. They seem to be making do but I am sure there could be many days where food is scarce.