Thought you might like to meet Lee, the old cowboy sitting on our front porch. As Sr. missionaries we are restricted from giving rides, food, or money to anyone and there is even a sign to that effect by our front door, but…….there is a problem here. Elder Grimmett, who likes to keep rules, just couldn’t bear to send Lee away hungry, so Lee ri;ngs the bell, sits himself in a comfortable chair and waits. Sure enough Elder Grimmett makes him a lunch and this happens several times a week.
The monsoon season is demonstrated in several of the photos showing the heavy rains, mud everywhere on the rez as you can see on the Elder’s pickup and our back yard. We had one exceptionally bad storm that produced marble sized hail. I have before and after pictures of our garden…lush before the hail, destroyed after the hail. However, at this posting our garden has come back in many ways. You can see how it pocked the vegetables, but the plants rebounded and we are having good produce now. However some of the plants were late in recovering so there won’t be time for the winter squash to mature or the melons, and the cucumbers and tomatoes were ruined.
We have permission to take members of our ward to the Snowflake temple so will be doing that once a month from now on. Our first trip was very enjoyable as you can see from the photo. We will be going again next Saturday.
The photos with the Elders is a farewell pix, they were being transferred. The baptism pix are members of our ward. The young man with his little son has adopted us. I think he and the little guy will be our Sunday dinner guests from now on.
The picture of Elder G. on the roof is him fixing a hole up there. The wall picture shows containers on the floor catching the rain and the mirror on the wall shows the job all finished.
We were excited to have our son-in-law come visit us. He is coming again this coming weekend. We can’t wait to see him again.
We are doing great. We love the people we meet every day, we love our ward and our new friends. We love the missionaries young and old, and we love our little blue house. On the other side of the coin we miss our family so very much, but we feel their prayers and love and count the days until we are in their midst again.