The fish aren't jumpin' necessarily, but there was a crab crawlin' in our campsite Tuesday night. Rose and I are the last two in the house. Emily and Ali flew home for the summer. So, Rose and I took two of our 6th grade friends for a camp out on Mbudya Island. It was lovely, playing in the warm waves and laying on the sand, gazing up at baobab branches. We roasted potatoes and smores in the fire, hiked across the island, and slept under the stars, enjoying God's beauty. The crab was a coconut crab, and he didn't just crawl into camp; this worker brought him over to entertain us. Big fellow.
I'm enjoying the freedom of an open schedule, and feel blessed by opportunities to visit with people, swim, take more time in the Word... and reply to emails! This week we'll head to Kenya for the SIL conference. It will be good to see people I've met on my travels to Mbeya and Musoma, and hear more about Bible translation.
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