you can never go home again

After being deemed healthy by the surgeon last Monday (benign and all those good words), I went back to my site. There were, of course, the normal feelings about going home. I'm not doing anything here, it's too hot, I want a shower, I don't have any friends; you get the idea. But, I received a HUGE mailing of books. Thanks to everyone at home that contributed to the book mailing, I feel rich! There was a massive wind storm while I was gone and it tore up my laundry tree. AND I have a new friend named Mina. Kittens, baby anything really, makes me happy. My host parents love and play with her too.

Above, my room with books. :D, left remains of tree with our pit toilet and neighbor's toilet in background

My old friends, the goats, with the top of the tree

MINA!

My host parents' great grandson, Zach, playing with Mina