This weekend the team is going on Safari while I have an isolated personal retreat at the Kennell house, who have graciously offered me their home and their internet. While they sit in the car for 6 hours, get really dirty and see African animals, I am letting my back heal and doing the following:
Saturday:
Watching House and doing an initial sweep of facebook, email and friend’s blogs.
Reminising over pictures. Nearly every one of my 52 facebook albums.
Good talk with my sister on skype, then my mom.
Work on a a watercolor painting.
A short nap.
Jumping on the trampoline. A neighbor got a kick out of seeing my head popping up behind the wall of the Kennell’s yard. Then I climbed a tree. Equally shocking to the neighbors, no doubt.
Long bath while reading of Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance.
Supper of rice and chickpea curry mix that Leanne sent me in a package. Yummy!
Chatting with good friends online and more watercolor!
Time in the Word.
Sunday:
Village church with the Emersons, then we gave some Kabiye Christians a ride to help prepare for someone’s funeral. It is funeral season. They have a season to celebrate and commemorate everyone who has died that year. Or it may be every few years. ??
Lunch at Moroq’s, yummy pizza! Thanks again to the Emerson’s for taking me.
Watercolor painting.
Taking a walk to school house to meet April and fold sheets. Took a wrong turn on the way, but got oriented again. I have a hopelessly faulty sense of direction.
Oil painting.
Talkingto my brother on skype. He was on his way to Covenant, my church in Searcy.
More oil painting to great music in Mark Kennell’s fanstasic little studio.
Lots of crying. This was sparked by, but not really because of, listening to the song “He’s Always Been Faithful” by Sarah Groves. So good.
Lovely bath. Nightynight.
Monday:
Painting, sweeping, singing, trying to coax the dog to eat. He misses his family. 😦
Another good nap. I dreamed I was in this elaborate game where I had to find my way around a warehouse speaking only spanish to people I came across.
The weekend was peaceful and renewing. I wasn’t ready for it to end. Thank you God for such a perfect time of rest and refreshment.
Sounds lovely. Rest is so wonderful.
Glad you had such a great weekend! It sounds like a wonderful time! I love that you got to climb a tree and jump on the trampoline. I have to admit that I am mildly jealous… 🙂