Here we are again. Been immersed in Portuguese all day long. Every second I sit with it, the more I get used to it. The house is getting built, and it's getting comfortable. I wrote on my other blog during the summer that I was in a season of sowing, and that I was excited to reap. I'm still sowing, and I am getting used to this lifestyle (the bucolic way of doing things, a la Khatz), and it feels good. Putting in the time to be able to reap enormous things later on, things beyond my imagination.