Bali Magic

In the early evening after the intensity of the afternoon sun, ron and I walked over to Alejandra's project to see if she finished the house on time. As we walked down the path we had to sidestep to make room for two men carrying a small wooden table on their heads walking up the path. I knew they must be from the Joglo. As we approached, we could see Ali and her friend moving around putting the finishing touches on the placement of the furniture and the lamps. The transformation in three days time was amazing!! Even the muddy area surrounding the house was transplanted with a border of plants and ground cover. The house was magical. Filled with antique day beds, simple wooden tables, mismatched wooden chairs that she had sanded down to a fresh warm patina of smooth teak. Very charming. Another friend happened by and we were the lucky party of five celebrating her success. We drank brem, which is a sweet rice wine. We danced to Al Green and Sade on the newly polished cement floors, and we excitedly went from one room to another taking photos, and enjoying the views as the light changed from day to evening. We hated to leave but we had no flashlights with us and you can not walk the paths at night without one. So we took our leave in the last of the lingering light, and at the top of the path paused to look back and see the pale warm glow of the Joglo house floating in the peace and serenity of the paddies.