Neril gave us a scare the other night. I woke up and went to check the twins. Neril was blue, and not breathing. My shrieks brought Heather running, with Robert close behind. The two of them saved my sons life.
His health is fine now. He's growing at an amazing rate. He's now almost the size Jarla was at birth.
We now have an effective community. We have music nightly, and there's even a dance clearing. Hope thinks that dancing is the greatest thing in the world. Any music at all, and she dances all over the place.
Mutie has befriended one of the female cats. We can't help wondering whether his defomity will be passed on. We can only wait and see.
People have been trickling in at a pretty steady rate. It seems that our huge bonfire attracts the attention of more survivors.
It's sprinkling lightly right now. We had had a lot of normal rain recently. Now rain is no longer a fear to us. Now all we long for is the sun. Ah, I so wish to see it again.
Christine
