In the Kibira Mountains...the last strip of forest in Burundi:
Hanging out with Miss Emma, letting our toenail polish dry:
The boys kicking around the "football" in the front yard:
Don't you love these placemats? Hand-woven with love. And these funky cloth napkins? We always use cloth napkins at home instead of paper anyway since they're more eco-friendly (oops that makes us sound so granola...will you still hang out with us even though we're dorks?)
And that is all I have to say about that.
Spaghetti feast the other night with care package goodies from both our sweet mamas (and Grace's mom Lois!), our rad sister Virginia, and our favorite Southerner Christie:
Umm...yeah. No real explanation. How did we end up in the same position?
My cool handmade crafts from a women's peace cooperative I visited yesterday. The women have all lost husbands to tribal violence, and they get together with other women (including those from the enemy tribes) and make crafts while talking about peace and forgiveness.
Don't you love these placemats? Hand-woven with love. And these funky cloth napkins? We always use cloth napkins at home instead of paper anyway since they're more eco-friendly (oops that makes us sound so granola...will you still hang out with us even though we're dorks?)
And that is all I have to say about that.
Yay granola! How could anyone not like you for that? Unless you quit taking showers or something. That could be an issue.
ReplyDeleteThose napkins are beautiful!! Hmm...perhaps making some new cloth napkins will be a project to be accomplished sometime soon (after I finish embroidering the set that I'm in the middle of)