Purl me

I love to knit.  Knit and purl, and slip one over.  In the big process of packing up our house for Kenya, Ian inadvertantly packed my knitting….just in the wrong place:  a huge box and NOT my suitcase.  I thought about digging it out until I saw the box it was...

Sniff, sniff

In talking with my twin brother Andy and his wife Kori last night , Ian and I realized that we have not done a post of the “smells” of Kenya. There are some things here that after a week or two, you just start to take it for granted and you forget how...