Sunday, February 15, 2009

We’re enjoying the many cards given to us before we left Lancaster by friends at Lyndon Church. Thank you for caring for us!

We (especially Audrey) are eagerly welcoming the warmer weather. Nights are still cool, but short sleeves, often without a jacket, are becoming the attire of choice during the day. The warmth of the sun on our tin roof produces delightful warmth inside.

In school the Boston Massacre, Tea Party, Sons of Liberty, etc. are coming to life through books such as Johnny Tremain, Can’t you make them behave King George?and Mr. Revere and I. Zack sometimes likes to listen in as I read to the girls. He is doing a great job reading simple books on his own. As a fun project, we made bread. The whole wheat flax bread was delicious!

On one of our morning walks, we explored new roads. One dirt road dwindled to a grass path and seemingly ended at a creek. Janelle and Audrey were going to walk along to creek to see of a road appeared again later, but after seeing cameras on the wall beside the creek they decided not to. We walked around the front of the wall and met two armed guards who informed us we had stumbled upon the residence of the Honduran president. We told them to send our greetings to the president.

On Friday evening we ate at Don Juan, a restaurant in Valle. The second floor, a large thatched roof porch, gave us a nice view of the mountains outline fading into the night sky. For most of the evening we were the only diners, aside from the two hungry cats and a dog that milled around us, begging for food. After our meal, we stepped away from the table to see the street life below. In a split second, the cats were on the table, licking our plates.




















On Saturday, Tim and Kathy Kennel and family (serving through EMM in Tegucigalpa) joined us at the Horst’s house for a fondue party. What a lovely way to spend Valentine’s Day!

Thanks to the blogging world for helpful information on zompopos. Our strategies are shifting as we now realize the zompopos are underground gardeners. Apparently the foliage they carry under ground is composted to feed a fungus, their food source.

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