counting on it

tap-taps on the road from Montrouis

It is God who girds me about with strength

and makes my way secure.

--Psalm 18:33

today through the car window



colorful preschool/kindergarten gate
Is that Dora the Explorer?



an exuberance of color:  red, yellow, blue, green... all we need is purple and orange
(You can find those together, too, but they're not next door.)

 

downtown:  roosters and cell phones

 

pensive



child with Haitian flag
some of the most striking black spray paint art on concrete I've seen



Holy Trinity Music School violin class

under the cathedral pavilion (temporary worship space)
Yes, I was out of the car for this one... but not far from it!  (-:



See the world; pass the police van on the way

 

Ayiti pap peri - Ayiti pa ka peri
The photo isn't clear, but the t-shirt says,
"Haiti isn't perishing. Haiti cannot perish."

 

on the way home
Along with the mother and child, look at the door closely - it's lovely - and at the colors.

   

steep stairs up the hill
Imagine doing that while carrying water, as some must.



sidewalk vendor talking to a child

in front of the blue Natcom wall



dust and ashes

Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust.

Souviens-toi que tu es poussière et que tu retourneras en poussière.

Ash Wednesday.

The priest this morning talked about the fragility of life and the grace of God.



Life is fragile...


Somehow I think there are a lot of people in Haiti who know much more about those things than I do.



tap-tap driver 
aware of the grace of God



"Give thanks in all circumstances."
I think this is a witness to that possibility



Shout it out now one last time!

one last alleluia before Lent begins!

Make it whole-hearted and joyful.

lundi gras

We've had power all day today.  I kept waiting for it to go off, and it never has. I hope typing this isn't tempting fate!  But then this evening, they explained to me that Kanaval (Carnival) is a holiday period here. It started Friday and will go until (or through?) Thursday.   EDH gave us power quite a bit during the Christmas and New Year holiday season, so I bet the reason for our luck is precisely that.

And it has been an appropriately relaxing day.


Monday is our day off, to begin with.  We can wake up slowly, pray on our own time, and have breakfast later than usual.   I can take my prayerbook and Bible and coffee out on the porch for my quiet time and not have to look at my watch. 



remembering the beauty of the
mountains and sea at Montrouis

Later in the afternoon, I had time to take my sketchbook outside. Playing with art supplies is refreshing as well as relaxing. It's been a long time since I have done that.  Why, I wonder?  I think I may have to do this next week, too. 



tap-taps
playing with colored pencils



When I came in, I found that the music drifting out on the porch was coming from the television - live from Les Cayes, to be precise, where they are having the official national Kanaval celebration this year.  It's the sort of energetic, rhythmic music that encourages dancing.  And there is certainly dancing!  Bands on floats are apparently a big part of it, but the part of the parade I saw had someone walking on stilts in national colors and, later, a troupe of dancers in blue and white.  Many people were in costume with Mardi Gras masks, of course.  Along with the music, the color has been quite striking. 

Kanaval 2012, Les Cayes

It's been on all day and into the evening, though we haven't watched it all that time, needless to say.  As I type, they are interviewing the president, who is in a t-shirt matching those of the people around him on his parade stand.   I have no idea what he is saying, but it has something to do with the carnival as well as perhaps more official sounding business (I did understand the word work - travay).  I gather he has a five-E theme here: education, environnement, emploi, and two others. 

Kanaval parade dancers

Of course, there are actors and other public personalities. Earlier this evening, the carnival behind them, a commentator was bantering with a comedian whose voice I recognize as the Ti Gran Moun on the radio.   I'm not sure he was playing the same character, as he was wearing a wig and dress, but he kept everyone in stitches as usual.  He's funny even to me just because of the voice he uses.

Here is a link if you want to know more, see photos, or watch videos: http://largeup.okayplayer.com/2011/03/09/post-game-the-sights-sounds-of-haiti-kanaval/

8 PM, and the streets of Les Cayes are packed.    It looks like fun.

I, however, am happy to be home enjoying this down time. 



a quiet, beautiful evening in Haiti

  May each of you enjoy your lundi gras - and your mardi gras - as suits you best.

puppy sports

And we conclude our coverage of the puppies with a report from the Puppy Olympics.

wrestling practice

...and will it be a pin?

broad jump

hurdles



weightlifting
I can do it!

pregame stretch

Flexibility is essential.



So is double-checking the equipment before the big game.

...aaaaaaaaaand she's SAFE at home plate!

mountain climbing

obstacle course

the leaf pounce:  on your mark...

pairs figure skating

tug of war

Teamwork is essential.

Don't give up! I've got it!

preparing for the sprint

pairs napping

on the medal platform

...and I'd like to thank God, my mother, and my sponsors...

a strange hush

It's awfully quiet outside.  There is the music of the rain, which has just begun - and has it ever.  But no yip-yip-yip.  No patter of many little feet running to bark at the dog or the goat in the street.  The puppies, now weaned, have all gone to their new homes.

And I miss them.

I'm sure my habits are breathing a sigh of relief, and it's certainly much easier to get to the trash can without tripping or worrying on stepping on someone, but I did love having those little warm fuzzy creatures to sit with. 

In their honor, I'm going to post a few more puppy pictures as a sort of belated send-off. 

Enjoy them, just as I have.

Laps are for climbing on, right? Lemme up!

One last post-trash-disposal evening with the puppies, one last attempt to fit
themselves on my lap.  There's only room for two of them now, but
the other curled up between my feet and the stoop.