Another week in Ghana/Aug 24

About a week ago we walked across this bridge and saw the most colorful little birds. I decided to bring my camera along for our morning walk the next time and see if I could photograph them.
Of course the only bird we saw was an old duck and even he hid behind the grasses. Maybe next time.
On the way home we did encounter Mother Guinea Hen and her teenage chicks.
Later in the day we went to Abomosu for a meeting. All along the road we encountered villagers carrying their wares to market or home on their heads. They work so hard. The whole family has to pitch in to be sure they have food, water, firewood, etc.
Just in case you have trouble trying to parallel park, we warn you not to come to Ghana. The gutters at the edge of the road are about four feet deep. We have seen quite a few people who misjudged and ended up in the ditch. (I have to get out on that side of the car, so I count my blessing that I've never fallen.)
Here is how they pour those gutters. This is along the stretch of road we have to pass to get to our house. They are slowly getting it finished, but none too soon for us. At least the road is dry for now.
And just to prove it is difficult to take a photo here without chickens in the road, count them for yourself. We turn right to our little trail/road where the car in located.

We ate the first pear/avocado from our own tree today. It is amazing how they are ripe without turning black. It was big and very tasty. That is a cup/saucer plate, so you can see how large they grow.
We also harvested our peanut/groundnut crop this week. We probably got about thirty plants like this one.
They will have to dry for about two weeks and then we will pick them off the vines. What happens to them next is anyone's guess. Roasted, maybe? Boiled or "bowled" as they say in Florida? We'll let you know.
I've read this Relief Society theme a number of times as it has hung in the Relief Society Room. The other day I noticed something about it.
If you look carefully you'll realize along with us why these dear saints have a hard time getting to their meetings on time. We smiled about it and had to have a photo.

The Bannermans and odds/ends

We found this scorpion outside our gate on the little road. We were glad someone else had gotten to it before it got to us. These black ones are very poisonous. One more thing to watch for when we take a walk.
On the way to Nkawkaw we pass by this area where they make the pounding tools for cassava. The wooden pestles for pounding are on the left and the wooden mortars are stacked. I have wondered what happens when the wind blows.
The district president and his counselor slid their car off the road on the way to the branch conference last Sunday. I had to take their photo because I was amazed they didn't come to the meeting covered with red mud. There is a bit on the shirt of the second counselor. He said that was because he was the one pushing. They are amazing.
This is what our car looked like after traveling on the same road. I'm glad we grew up driving on ice. It was the same kind of an experience.
Speaking of muddy roads. Here is our road we thought was fixed last week. Notice the men dumping water from the ditch onto the bad part of the road. By tomorrow we will be back to taking the detour again. When they finally get the cement ditches poured we may get some relief.
We had the pleasure of eating lunch with old friends, Mr and Mrs Bannerman, while we were in Accra.
They are two of the nicest people we have ever known. It was good to renew our friendship from four years ago. The food was also delicious.
It was dark when we came to dinner in 2004. I knew the yard was lovely, but couldn't see much in the night. This time I enjoyed just looking at all the beautiful plants and trees.
We will be sure to stay in touch for the rest of the time we are here.
A very nice afternoon with wonderful people.

Owusu's Mango Farm

We left early in the morning to drive to President Owusu's mango farm.
I love to get off the oiled roads and see the rural villages of Ghana.
We followed the president on a very narrow trail.
Sometimes it looked like we could get lost in it.
You can see all the labor it takes to clear the land for planting. Then it is a constant effort to keep the bush from growing back again. (By the way, my beautiful tree I liked so much out by Oyoko fell down and is no more.)
We passed a whole line of villagers carrying their cassava "sticks" out to their farms to plant.
I had to photograph this line of ants. I don't know why I like to watch ants, but they are very interesting here. (Click to enlarge and really see them.)
They marched in a long line right across the path.
Here is President Owusu showing us his mango orchard.
These trees are three years old. As they get more mature he will have a much bigger crop.
His job today was to weed between the cassava plants. He has a young man helping him.
To plant the cassava they simply cut the old stem in pieces and stick each piece in the ground. Very soon, it starts to grow.
When the cassava plants grow tall they are pulled up and the cassava is harvested from below the ground like potatoes. Then the process starts all over again.

We left him to his work and went home to do our own work.

Another week has passed

We drove to Accra this week. The signs on the tro tros are always entertaining, especially the spelling. Political campaigns are in full swing for the December elections. The man pictured on the tro tro is running for president.
Funerals are very important to the Africans. Here is a way to really go out in style. You could be buried in a chicken casket. A company in Teshie makes all different kinds. I could order Dave a space shuttle or Elder Max a fish. I sort of like the chicken.
On Saturday evening we had the privilege of delivering a mission call to this great young man. He is standing with his branch president and his mother. He will be serving in Nigeria. It was interesting that he had to read the call by the headlights of the car because his family did not have electricity. He's been a branch missionary and will make a great elder.
This is my star crochet pupil. She is loving what she has learned to do. I was teaching her to make grannie squares and also hats. We'll see what she does by next time. Notice her two purses made from black grocery bags and her "tablecloth". (Doily)
The district is looking at this school, which is a much better place to meet than the last school we saw. It would need some paint, but it has possibilities.
The owners were anxious to cooperate in any way to work something out.
On Sunday we drove down the Kumasi to Accra highway. That is always an adventure. This tanker had rolled over and a huge police tow truck was trying to move it. We had a bit of a delay as they let one lane through at a time. The neighbors were all watching and a man just to the left of the photo had even arrived selling food for the spectators. We have to appreciate their desire to try to make a little cash anywhere they can.
Not far beyond another tanker trunk had tipped over.
The road is very rough and narrow. The trucks have to dodge the potholes and sometimes swerve a bit too fast or far.
And when they don't wreck, many just break down on the road and park to make the repairs right there. Whenever we see little clumps of grass placed in the roadway we know to watch for a vehicle in the road ahead.
As you look at this typically loaded truck, you can see why they easily tip. This one is quite conservative compared to most of the loads.
We were happy to get home safely. We were especially happy to find they were fixing our road. They waited until it became a big problem. We haven't been able to pass that way for several days. A truck got stuck and then they brought in gooey mud to fill the hole. That was even worse. We had to find a long detour to our house. (Notice the head Chinese engineer on the big road project is even supervising our little road. He must have gotten many complaints. He is the man in the red shirt. You can see him if you enlarge the photo.) A photo of our road would never be complete without at least one chicken crossing. Usually there are several.

Delightful day in Aburi

Last Friday we drove to Aburi for an interview. After the interview we joined the Meeks and the Owusus for lunch at the Aburi Botanical Gardens. This is a beautiful place to view many of the trees and flowers native to Ghana and some imported from other countries. It was a rainy day, so we will have to go back another day to tour the gardens. (Photo taken from under a tree to keep my camera dry.)
We waited almost two hours for our roasted chicken and rice to get cooked. (We think they had to catch the chicken.) We had plenty of time to enjoy the flowers close to our table.
More interesting flowers just coming into bloom.
The flowers were lovely, but the highlight of the day was meeting the woman President Max was to interview.
She says she is 116 years old. Judge for yourself. She is fiesty as can be and a pure delight to meet.
After I took these two photos I showed them to her. Her only English word was "Fine!" Then she started to jabber in Twi. Those who could understand just started to laugh. I guess she was saying, "Look, look at me! Standing there with a white man. Just look at me!"
Here she is seated with her daughter and two great great granddaughters. Max told the daughter, who is in her eighties, she needed to write down everything her mother could tell her for their family history. I hope it happens.
I was trying to get her to smile for a photo. This one didn't quite work out.
But we finally got a beautiful smile. She is a gracious wonderful lady who just wants to attend the temple one more time before she dies. I hope she gets to go many times.