Out in the pasture, talking to kids, a woman who works at the 5 F's project passed by. "Can you come to my house for coffee?"
So, off we went, walking a short distance and then coming to muddy trails that sucked my foot under. :) The LIttles were scooped up and rode along in style.
Jon came back to rescue me. Not a good day for slip ons.
The family was just coming in for coffee and lunch of boiled potatoes.
We enjoyed two rounds of coffee. Well, enjoyed is a relative term for me. I don't like coffee but drink it black here. Sugar is hard to come by and so don't want to take precious resources from families.
After coffee, which we had in a rectangular building which extended family used for meals and had another room off to the side for sleeping.
The sister on the left is deaf and wears the sweetest smile. She is great at charades, which is my mode of operation anyways right now. :)
The Littles were told they could explore outside.
They were invited to explore the horse barn/kitchen/sleeping quarters for the 94 year old father.
At the foot of the father's bed, there was the sweetest baby ox. Only a few days old.
This young man was incredibly thoughtful and delightful. He showed us where the family cooks. The round lid behind him is where the family makes their injera, a staple food made from teft wheat.
So blessed by this sweet family. Glad we are neighbors.