Mom was like a school girl again, giddy with excitement over her new “toy.”
I was sorry to have to say goodbye to our dear friend.
When the dagger went in, the dirt came out.
The food we ate that day may have been nicknamed “poor-people food,” but there certainly was no scarcity of it.
“And be ready always to give an answer of the hope that lies within you.”
The fellowship with the Zartmans and their lovely church family was quite refreshing.
Not only did we enjoy the scenery, but our brains took advantage of the respite from straining to remember our Spanish.
The party was a great success.
Throughout the week we visited some of the church members at their home or place of business, spending time with them and getting to know them a little.
Here is a fun 13-line poem about a favorite summertime snack.