I am thinking about my friends from Texas who will be going back to friends in Ayaviri, Peru soon. The last visit was a sort of scouting party to see what doors God would open for ministry there and He opened many. With only one connection in the area, we found many more, partnered with the local Christian church and mayor to show a film about the life of Christ in the public theatre. And spread the word about Christ and the future visit of the medical mission team, while obtaining the blessing of local doctors.
Few of us spoke the language but we still made friends there. I am thinking about our translators (that’s Arturo above with some children.) It is an intense, short time spent together. An adventure where you get close faster because you live together, break bread together, and work toward a common goal greater than your own life. Plus there are so many unpredictable situations in Peru: protests, police bribes, equipment malfunctions, or the stand-offish way of the Ayamara. Its a quick initiation into the culture to have no toilets or heat. Not to mention a chicken’s foot floating around in your soup.
You know how I’m a big fan of Shannon Cook‘s… everything? Well, her Feyre shawl is no exception. I’ve been keeping this worsted weight, marled yarn just for this…
This is one of the last flowers I’ll have in the yard until next Spring. (365 Day 306) These roses shouldn’t even have survived all these years. Their tenacity surprised…
It seemed fitting to use this Indie dyed yarn, from Miss Mothballs, for these Indie patterned socks, from The Sweater Collective, for the Indie Designer Knit-along. That’s right, I’m seeing…
The garden reached it’s zenith and what was green and crowded when these were taken is now dry and browning. It’s time to make room for Fall. basil, day…