This last few days awakening came with gunshots. Obviously hunters, but today as i wandered out, the quarry became known. Through the bush, a large black wild boar lumbered, rooting out the fallen breadfruit. Since that is about our wildest animal, it was pretty exciting. It had been a year since i accidentally confronted the last one, and he got so scared, there had been no signs. Because avos are dropping, he's been rambling through up here also. In a place with no sound when the wind doesn't blow, it's loud. Latest excitement at the pond...