September

Boys and their dreams!

Once again I have not taken time to write, but in looking back over pictures I decided there were some things that I should still share and will just try to do several post in a row and catch up. The beginning of September we went on a long over due vacation. This place is a bit remote. On the southern most tip of Ghana. Just a beautiful, beautiful spot.

There were a few people around, but the best part of vacation in Ghana is how empty everything usually is. We slept, played games, went for walks, and the boys and Kenny took surfing lessons.

Our little cottage. No running water and no fans, so I wouldn't want to stay over hot season, but it was manageable this time of year.

The boys loved surfing!

The southern most tip of Ghana. So, so pretty. We caught a glimpse of a whale but they said if we had been a week or two later we could have seen more.

And then it was back to work! Our annual tomato day. With less people to help and less people to work, we only did one crate.

It is always fun working together.


The men helped part of the day.
The "young folk" seeing if they are compatible while we finished canning.

They started road work more seriously in September. A whole row of houses was knocked down in a village along the road.

They started excavating to pour the pillars for a bridge over the river.

Once upon a time, someone brought two mountain pie irons to Ghana. And they used them. Then they were stuck away for awhile but they were dug out and since our mission is so small (we had 12 people, including children) we decided we could have a camp fire and mountain pies! It was a very fun evening. We sang and talked till way past our bedtimes!

Kelsey has a friend in the village that shares her birthday. So she invited her and a few other friends for cake one Sunday. Of course there are always a few extras that show up. Some more people came later as well.

And Austin turned 12! Where have the years gone? Just this past Sunday I saw him walking beside Kenny and realized the top of his head is above Kenny's shoulder. Some days might be long but the years are short!

 

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