What Do you do, I want to know, when your six-year-old daughter and her little friend get hold of a can of Deep Woods Off and spray it All Over the playroom? Okay. Not All over. Not really All. But Definitely on the Playmobil pirate ship. And the plastic drum. And Many of the Lego […]
Read moreWhen we were in Kenya, Bill and Carolyn (Bill’s father and stepmother) had not yet sold their house. The house they’ve lived in for 24 years; the house in which they combined their two families; the house on whose family room floor, nineteen years ago, I fell in love with my husband. Now it is […]
Read moreI’ve always been pleased with the fact that our church recycles the Sunday bulletin. You know what the bulletin is, right? That little flier they hand out when you walk into the church that contains general announcements pertaining to the church and (sometimes) the order of service. Our church has two services every Sunday and, […]
Read moreBarbara at JFKEmma Grace and Khou (respectively) at Musmark in Nairobi And also William and BillJacey in the matatu on the way back from Jane’s houseNate on the bus to Tanzania Diane and Emma And also Bill and William Jim on the ground in Tanzania And Everett on the ground in DubaiLittle Darlings at Beacon […]
Read moreFrom John’s camera: a woman hangs washed and dyed wool out to dry on the fence at Beacon of Hope.
Read moreWhat you can do, see, is to visit this giraffe reserve. It isn’t terribly far from Ongata Rongai, the town in which Beacon of Hope is situated. On our last day at Beacon, we stopped by here. You can feed the giraffes. The food is free: little pellets you hold in your hand. The giraffes […]
Read moreSo Bill created a space on-line where all twenty of us who went on the trip to Kenya together could post our photos. This was a great idea. I mean, we were all together most of the time, and so we should all have about the same photos, one would think. But all of us […]
Read moreEverett said to me, sometime before supper, when nothing really was going on, “I miss Kenya.” Me too.
Read moreThe other day in Target I told Emma Grace she could pick out a new nail polish. She found this both delightful and confounding. She spent a Long Time looking. “Look, Emma,” I said. “Here’s a nice shade of pink.” I have never been a “pink” person, but a nice, sweet pink color seems good […]
Read moreI am allowing myself One Book this summer– one book that falls outside of my list of MustReads (and that list is long, as I have a thesis for which I must be doing research, and also a certain Joseph and His Brothers which warrants some Serious Revisiting, and also a List Of Books that […]
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