April 25, 2012
Today was a good day.
I woke up to a cool breeze; I laid in bed for about an hour just feeling
the cool and smelling the smell of cool. The sky was overcast and looking like
it might rain. It felt like a fall day
and that’s something I miss terribly. I
made some cinnamon toast and a cup of tea and sat around reading a book. The rain didn’t come, so I got ready to head
to HoHoe. I dropped off headbands at
Aunty Felicia’s and then headed to my seamstress.
I spent time there hanging out and figuring out what to make
with all the cloth I’ve recently bought (I have a serious addiction). After
that, I started to walk to town; the day was still cool…I didn’t sweat…it was
nice. I stopped off to eat some banku
and palm soup at small chop bar. I
usually stop here when I’m on this side of town. I sat in the little hut, feeling the weather, and thinking how
I’m gonna miss eating with my hands. I
walk on and stop to see Eric at the cloth shop…low and behold he has the brown
linen I’ve been looking for to make pants.
Now it’s on to the market.
Last week I talked to some of the ladies and said I wanted to come and
take pictures of their stalls. They
think I’m insane because I think the big bowls of beans and rice look
beautiful. They laugh at me as I snap
the dirt paths and wooden stalls. I
catch my tro back to Todome, drop, and walk through the village with the breeze
still singing through the leaves. The
breeze here sounds amazing because the trees, grass, and bushes are so
thick…it’s really amazing. I love that
a simple thing like air moving has a feel, sound, and smell.
I arrive in my yard and find kids gathering mangos that have
fallen from my tree. I drop my stuff of
inside and we sit on the porch sucking on mangos; juice dripping down to our
elbows. Mango season… After our snack they want to color. Later, I bust out my camera and they turn
into little bouncing monkey children.
After a while they go home and I head inside to read. The breeze is actually cold. These days, if I’m not sweating at least a
little, I feel cold….I LOVE IT. I curl
up in bed under my two-yard, snuggle with Monkey and read my book.
Chris calls and we talk about how we can’t believe that we
have less than 3 months left in Ghana…we are all a giddy mess about this. It’s so exciting! Next week is our Close of Service conference and we’ll get to
pick our actual dates of flying out of Ghana…it’s like Christmas morning!
I’m currently cooking light soup while Francis is pounding
fufu. A delicious meal at the end of a
delicious day. I’m happy today. Francis said we’re gonna play cards
tonight. Last time I kicked his butt at
rummy; tonight is the re-match. My
favorite baby, Michaela, turned 2 this week; we killed a chicken and had soup.
j
