A lady here in town has some connection
to Cinnabuns. In the past, we've received a couple zip-lock bags of
frozen cinnamonrolls, just enough for each child to get a two-bite
piece. Today, however, she brought a large amount, everyone got
close to half a cinnabun! I was just thinking about the whole thing,
and it's complex. . . the nearest Cinnabun shop is at least 3 hours
away. I think these come from Jo'burg, so that's 4 hours. Most of
these children don't travel much. Two of the ladies that help have
never been further than Senekal or Ficksburg, both just a half hour
away. The largest body of water they've seen is only 100 meters across.
Never seen the ocean. Or a town with more than 5 stop lights.
Anyways, these buns are something special. It's a pleasure just to
watch them savor every bite. The thing is, I was also savoring every
bite! It is nice to get a surprise like this. What I also realized
is how temporal our problems are. Two days ago, we couldn't afford a
Coke. Today, I was eating half a Cinnabun!
I had been working at de la Harpe and
pulled a few carrots from our garden. They were in the back when we
dropped off a couple people. A young girl, 1st grade or
so, asked to have one. I gave her and her friend each one, and was
just thinking to myself that my own children won't eat the carrots
we've grown, and here these children ask
for them! Makes me a little crazy.
Corné
planted acorns last Fall. Now we have a mini oak forrest. Quite
chuffed with all the seedlings! I know they will take a long time to become a big, beautiful tree,
but it will mark the time we moved here, and continue on down the
generations!
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