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:
glad you made it back okay, it was great to hang out, but like you it now seems a million miles away. Happy days
Welcome Home Lisa...
I'm sure it feels great to be back home! Your room in the previous post is lovely! Welcome home!
i miss endetu's million dollar smile. glad you're home, lady!
I love how happy Charlotte looks in the Photo. Good to know that she is getting along with Tesha so well : )
Trev, Charlotte and Tesha are big buddies now. They leave Pepe to stalking the rabbits (in their cage.)
PS What about Dad's dark socks? Don't you think those have got to go?
Charlotte just looks like a rabid beast in that photo : )
Dad is a stud.
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."
OK, but even a stud should mind his socks.
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