Yesterday was a cool, dark, and rainy morning making it so easy to sleep in.
Apparently, Chloe thought so, too, and felt no urgency to retrieve the newspaper. The newspaper always comes in a plastic bag but it landed in a low spot and the rain seeped in.
Other strange things that I've baked in Honduras have been salt, printer paper, and those little desiccant packages that I keep with my plant seeds.
Today, again, the newspaper is out in the rain. Sigh...I guess I'll read it on the internet.