Wednesday, February 13, 2008

"There's No Place Like Home... There's No Place Like Home..."

Returning from productive and inspiring meetings in Scotland, my third and final flight of the homeward journey brought me into Kilimanjaro this morning. The mountain was draped in rainy season clouds, but as we pulled away from the airport, the snow-bright summit became visible and I grinned up at Africa's highest point.

I live here. Hallelujah!

The photo below was taken this evening as Byron sat outside with Endetu. One shoe off, he waited as Endetu adjusted the leather straps of Byron's tire sandals. They are simple shoes but difficult to adjust properly. It took Endetu's expert hand :-)

10 comments:

Brian said...

glad you made it back okay, it was great to hang out, but like you it now seems a million miles away. Happy days

Shelley said...

Welcome Home Lisa...

Carrie said...

I'm sure it feels great to be back home! Your room in the previous post is lovely! Welcome home!

jenelle said...

i miss endetu's million dollar smile. glad you're home, lady!

TREVOR Borden said...

I love how happy Charlotte looks in the Photo. Good to know that she is getting along with Tesha so well : )

lisa said...

Trev, Charlotte and Tesha are big buddies now. They leave Pepe to stalking the rabbits (in their cage.)

lisa said...

PS What about Dad's dark socks? Don't you think those have got to go?

Trevor Borden said...

Charlotte just looks like a rabid beast in that photo : )
Dad is a stud.

gypsymelodies said...

You should listen to Over the Rhine's "I'm on a Roll" this Valentine's Day. It reminds me of you and Byron. "You provide the rhythm, baby, and I'll provide the soul."

lisa said...

OK, but even a stud should mind his socks.