Garry talked to Max then; after the first week at university he was back at the farm for the weekend. He said he was going to learn to use the library this week. He sent greetings for everyone, including his church in the village. We got to deliver those in person, since it was the harvest service on Sunday. Everyone was happy to hear how Max was doing and sent greetings back. Here are some photos, hopefully he sees it because I know Max will enjoy seeing his church family!
|Outside, nice new walkway in the churchyard|
|Getting the display just right|
|Impressive looking, right? Garry really liked the flowers in the gourds|
|The students are happy to see each other|
|Almost time to start|
|Church is filling up, about 40 adults|
|Polo, dogs don't go to church!|
Polo snuck in, happy to have found us, but Garry carried him out. We had taken the car since we still needed to drive to Dnepropetroesk to bring milk and meet up with some people at our church (we had just found out it was Thanksgiving Sunday this weekend in the village on Saturday morning, and we usually attend it). Later in the service Polo got back inside -the door was open, since it's nice weather- but he carefully stayed away from Garry, hanging out under some of the students' feet instead.
|Speaker from Mennonite Brethren|
Then we raced off in the car, since it was 11:30 and Garry planned to go at eleven, leaving an excited Polo behind. We picked up an older man walking out of the village with some bags and going to Dnepro.
He may have regretted getting a ride when some black KIA SUV we didn't notice flying up behind us pulled in front of us, from the right. (We tend to drive on the left lane, since it is somewhat smoother, and watch for the really fast cars so we can move out of their way. Really, really fast, since we were late, Garry was going 120 Kph! ) This guy thought he would show his displeasure in us not getting out of his way by pulling in front of us... like two feet in front of our bumper and slam on his brakes. Several times... lucky Garry has good reaction time.
You only see it once in a while, but scares me, what are they thinking? Bumper cars at 120 kph? After five minutes, he remembered he was in a hurry, I guess, and he took off, intimidating other drivers into moving out of the left lane by flashing his lights. Maybe he should learn use his horn, we might have noticed him.
Garry was busy working on fixing stuff at the group home today, and enjoyed tacos at lunch time and stuffed peppers and apple crisp for dinner, after my walk. It's fun cooking for two.