Everything
The land meant everything to my father. The rich red dirt. The pineapples, papaya, and watermelons were his treasures. We lived right on La Finca at the end of the curving drive lined with lemon trees. From the porch, I watched the watermelons grow bigger each day. The papaya trees were past the rancho in their own grove. And behind us stretched the pineapple fields all the way to the mountains. I can't explain the understanding of how the plants perfected themselves in their fruits. My father knew and just smiled.
Today is Day 193 since Hurricane Maria made landfall and Day 206 since Hurricane Irma made landfall on the island of Puerto Rico. StatusPR continues to report that electric generation remains at 90.10% for its subscribers.
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