I'm settling into a routine of sorts here with my volunteering gig at Woodstock. After a tea-and- homemade/poor attempt at-chapatis breakfast, I make the 45 minute steep hike down the mountain to Woodstock's organic garden. After gardening for 3 hours (mostly a fun game of breaking up the VERY rocky soil), I hike back halfway up the hill to eat lunch in the cafeteria. Depending on a number of factors, I either hike 15 minutes through the woods (also uphill) to Woodstock's environmental center to work on bulletin board displays, or hike halfway down the mountain again and spend a few more hours at the farm. One thing is certain, I am building some serious muscle.
The farm with its many terraces. Beautiful, eh?
The forest path
I finish the day by hiking back up/down to Woodstock, where I meet my neighbor, Immu, who works in the Development Office. She is our landlord's wife, and for all I know the only Ethiopian woman India. I don't know how Dan and I got so lucky as to live next door to her. She's wonderful and has already had Dan and I over for bunna (coffee). I love her quite a bit. And we always make the walk(definitely a stroll) home from school together.
Immu, all decked out in her Ethiopian finest for end of school year celebrations.
The farm with its many terraces. Beautiful, eh?
The forest path
Immu, all decked out in her Ethiopian finest for end of school year celebrations.
1 comment:
Adrienne it is so good to see what you are up to! Your trip seems great and I am so glad you have been able to see so much and stay safe. Continue to have fun. Love Megan K.
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