Less than two weeks

the road I'm taking

I am leaving for Ethiopia in less than two weeks. It will take approximately 18 hours to get there. Two long flights, which will land me in Frankfurt and Addis Ababa. I will have no contact with my family for 9 days. And I will miss a birthday. There is so much to accomplish between now and then and I feel as though I will not be doing much here or anywhere on the internet.

What I’ll be doing while in Sendafa: Supporting an existing team of nationals through Project Adopt a Village program – some of which means sneaking in chocolate to a special doctor who is also allergic to peanuts; going on home visits – many with single mothers who are HIV/AIDS positive; bringing supplies – like shirts and sneakers and anything else needed; visiting and working within the local schools; holding a ton of hands – ethiopians are known for their love of holding hands; giving lots of hugs at the local orphanage.

So could you think of me once in awhile during now and then? Say a prayer or throw some good thoughts my way. My team and I would love that. Until then.



The air is changing

something of fall in the air
1. morning glory… in midday, 2. Untitled, 3. remembering, 4. Untitled, 5. ., 6. Untitled, 7. cloudy flatiron, 8. grape arbor, 9. the color of caffeine, 10. main1, 11. Untitled, 12. ., 13. Untitled, 14. Untitled, 15. Untitled, 16. treat yourself to the best

The air is changing – it’s cool in the morning and warms up by mid-day. This weekend we might not even reach 70. I am pretty excited about this. I love putting together collages of my flickr favorites. For some reason the light in each reminds me of Fall and its coming. Click on the links to see more of these photographer’s works.

Onward and Upward

Last week was a week. It seems the last couple of weeks have been weeks. I should state we are very fortunate to live up a hill, rather down one. Many of our neighbors had standing water in their homes. Many of the roads surrounding our home were and are still, underwater. Bridges are demolished, asphalt folded in sheets, sink holes a fact. And still the water rages on. A quick jaunt to Target is not so quick. Roads I thought would be clear were not. I wound up following a trail of cars just to find some straight route and traveled over one of the many spillways/dams in our area taxed. I find myself marveling at the power of water when there is too much. It leaves me speechless.

Last night we celebrated our 12th anniversary. Yes, we share 9/11 with 9/11. We were married two years when all of the horror happened. And now we’ve been married for 12. Time often feels forever and then like nothing at all, doesn’t it?