Back to Colombia

I got these all mixed up in order, but it's very early in the morning and I still don't have my head out of my........sleepy time, yet, so just be patient and remember, I'm just a dog. So, this is Chucho and Rosalba taking down dry wash. She washes clothes every day, rain or shine. If it's a nice day, it'll all dry by afternoon. If it's not, it make take two, three days to dry. Almost everything goes on hangers.

See? Hangers.

Sheets and towels are thrown over the line. Mommy brought down some clothespins for Rosalba and she LOVED them. So now, she uses a few clothespins.

The gazebo in the backyard is the coolest place in the house.... well, outside of the house. The roof had to be replaced this year.....the ants had gotten into it and eaten holes in it so it leaked but it was 12 years old, so that's not bad. An old man came to Chucho's house and took all the old ones off, which were put on the property next door where the pool is, and replaced the rope all around it and then wove in the new leaves. Then they gave it a haircut.....I can't remember if I already put in a photo of the new roof.....but if I didn't, I will later.

This is Susie, a hound puppy. She and her four siblings were born up at the farm but Susie got the heebie-jeebies and had to come down to the town vet for shots and medicine. Chucho took the medicine back to the farm, and gave the other pups shots, too. It made mommy cry to hear them cry when they got stuck with the needle. Poor little guys.

Chester is Eytza's dog. And he loves Susie. They play a lot.

Uncle Charlie.

Daddy

Uncle Al, saying Show me the pesos!!

Colombian breakfast....huevoes and arapas. Eggs and corn pancakes.

Chucho sweeping the water off the roof so it doesn't build up more and leak. Some of you were doing the same with snow in your part of the world.

The young men who are building Uncle Al's pool. They had such a good time teasing Daddy and Mommy.....couldn't understand each other's language, but somehow managed to communicate.

This man was inside the old house bending rebar for the pool....all by hand.

More bending

and bending.....

The inside of the old house where materials are stored...sand and gravel for the making of cement.

Behind the pool hole.....jungle-type stuff with planted corn.

The pool hole

So, there you are folks...and Uncle Patrick. Another day's installment of pictures. More tomorrow if I get up early enough. Mommy and Daddy are going to the beach today because it's going to be in the 80s. I don't mind. I just stay home and keep cool.

Have a wonderful day. I love you all. Juni