 Perhaps it is because I have been spending so much of my "spare time" on my miniature house lately (more about that in a future blog), or maybe it is my three-year-old grand daughter's fascination with fairies and princesses--she informed me that toadstools do not serve as dining tables for the creatures, as I had suggested, but there are invisible doors in their stems and the fairies live inside. For whatever reason, I couldn't help noticing these tiny bits of color pushing up the leaf mold of our path this week
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 Morrice and I at a Litt-World outing to the Great Rift Valley Despite the temptation of the beach on a summer day, I’ve been revising teaching notes and handouts for a writing workshop I will give in Kisumu, Kenya, in August. Kisumu is a port city of 400,000 on a bay of Lake Victoria, which lies between Kenya, Uganda and Tanzania. It was the center of violence following the disputed December 2007 elections. The city’s center was burned, the economy devastated. Nearly 1000 people died and 600,000 were displaced across the country. The international community brokered a power-sharing deal in March 2008, but there are rumors of arms entering the country in preparation for the planned elections in 2012.
 The suitcases are unpacked; the blisters turned to callus and my body is back on Central Daylight time, but Wales is not forgotten. I told you about hiking the hills with my friend Liz and the time we spent in Pembrokeshire with the Langham leadership team, but I skipped one very important afternoon.  In 2003 shortly after my second book, Between Two Worlds, came out, Gladys Hunt asked me to accompany her to a conference and help to manage her book table. In exchange, I could display my books with hers. My books along side those of Gladys Hunt? Wow!  It's good to be home.
The picture is Fort McHenry, whose resistance to attack during the War of 1812 inspired the Star Spangled Banner. Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand Between their loved home and the war's desolation! Blest with victory and peace, may the heav'n rescued land Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation. --Francis Scott Key |