Every other plant dies, but I can grow tomatoes. Peter said, "That is not the way to plant tomatoes." I said, "Trust me." Peter said, "That is not the way we take care of tomatoes." I said, "Trust me." But if we plant anything else, I'm trusting him.

This picture is for my Sunday School Class. Thanks for the donation.

Mabula enjoyed his very much.

A little while ago I taught the ladies at church how to make spaghetti. Of course, we always eat with our hands.

And what is a visit to the beach without a little writing in the sand?

Speaking of wet feet...The pink is for you, Jen.

This is Aly after a hard day of research. (I couldn't really be near a beach without at least getting my feet wet.)

This is Morisia, my travel companion, after a hard day of research.

Not a pet: AFTER

Not a pet: BEFORE

Pets: AFTER growing - Shida (Gray) & Fred (the other one)...You really didn't think I would be able to figure out left and right, did you?

Pets: Fred (top) & Shida (below) BEFORE growing

Top of the (1st) mountain

Lake Nyasa

Being greeted by little ones like these make ALL roads worth traveling on.

This road is actually on the Tanzanian road map.

Here's a shot of Peter taking a picture of one of our occasional potholes.

Sometimes the roads aren't so good.

Tanzanian windshield wiper