Dishes dishes dishes… part of the glamours of mission life!
More mission life glamours: icecream in the plaza!
Thursday, August 5, 2010
2 more photos
Darling first graders being trained young in Quechuan traditions.
Visitors from afar… what an encouragement. Muchisimas gracias por venir, Anna and Serenity.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
There is much to do; there´s work on every hand.
Marta and Lucinda peeling tators together,
and Lucinda doing her daily job: laundry.
There´s a system to learn with washing clothes, because we try to reuse all the water. Water the garden with left-over rinse water. Fill the buckets in the bathroom with left-over wash water. When those are done, water the grass. Hang heavy stuff on this line. Hang little stuff on another line. Reuse the wash water for another load of clothes, but don´t reuse the rinse water.
Making lunch
June 4th 2010
Once or twice a week Marie and I go out to the ¨campo¨, which means country, and help either Gordons or other friends with digging potatoes. Purple, pink, yellow, and other colors of potatoes too. A day of digging means eating huatia (wä´ teea) for lunch. About 11:00 someone starts building an oven right in the field. First you dig a hole about 6 inches deep and maybe 2 feet across. Then you gather clumps of dirt from around you and build an oven over the hole. Then a hot fire gets built inside, and when it´s down to almost ashes, we throw lots of potatoes in. Yes, they´re still dirty. Next, we hit the oven with our picks to smash it all down to little pieces. When it looks like just a pile of dirt, we leave it to cook, and we go dig potatoes for about 40 minutes more. Then the owner of the field calls everyone to ¨Come eat huatia!¨ and the cook digs some of the tators out and puts ´em on a sack. We all sit in a circle around the sack and eat. Someone always passes out wedges of cheese, which is sorta like the cheese my family makes. There´s no water around. We´re far from any sinks, spigots, or even streams. We´ve gotten used to eating with dirt-encrusted fingers, just like everyone here does when they eat huatia.
Photos finally!
Our Street
Tuesday night is our "International meal night" Betsie gave Lucinda the role of cook this time. What fun, we ate lentel soup, flat bread, cucumber slices and hot chai - a middle eastern supper.
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