Monday, June 29, 2009

WHEN YOU ORDER FERTILIZER. . .

You get fertilizer. They showed up at the gate with two ox-carts full of fertilizer for the yard and garden. They nearly knocked down the small house where Rueben's boys stay. I am not sure what they thought about us being so excited about fertilizer. Why do these makuwa (white people) take pictures of this fertilizer? How strange we me seem.
? How strange we must seem.

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