One morning when I was walking up to the office, I heard a small high voice say, "Bonjour, Madame!" I looked around and saw this little girl on her father's shoulders, coming down the hill. It happened a few more times. Then I realized that if I leave home around 8:15, I always meet them. Last time, we all stopped. I asked her name; it's Fity Rose. She gave me a small piece of her half-eaten pretzel which I was honored to receive!
This square-foot garden, a project of the church Food Initiative, is thriving now that the rains have started.
Tooj is very handsome. He's the one that closed the back of my watch with its new battery, after no one with sophisticated tools had been able to do it, by clamping down on it with his teeth. When I arrived, he had been inactive in the church for many years, but is now back participating, and just got a calling.
In the foreground you can see very steep steps going down to this neighborhood. Steps like this are everywhere in this city built on hills. Most people walk a lot and their legs are strong!
I wouldn't like to fall out of the back of this shop...
This apartment building near our office keeps getting higher. I wonder how many floors it will end up with, and how much of our vast city view it will block.












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