The Sisters were also lined up on the "porch". It took about 30 minutes to make the arrangements even though we were pre-approved to come on by.
We put him in the hospital on Thursday, and he died on Saturday morning. We knew it was his time to go.
Mission experiences in the Philippines. Maayo Kaayo means very good.
The washing was completed and this seemed like a handy place to get the clothes dry. This scene is in Siaton.
This shot is of the beach where Lolo (Bampa) and Lola (Bamma) scoured to find the shells we sent to the mga Apo (Grandkids). The tides come in and out often and each time the roots of the shoreline trees get weaker and weaker until the trees give up and become floaters. We had tuna fish sandwiches on the beach on the day we found the shells.
One day we will have to stop and read the sign on this historical site. It is right on the Boulevard which runs up and down the beach in Dumaguete.
I really didn't realize that you could tie a baboy (pig) to a tree and expect that it would be there when you returned, but it happens all the time, we observe.
but then to lead them around, one handed even, really tells me that these pigs are entirely different from the ones we raised in Erie. This hog, by the way, is penned behind our apartment. We took this shot from our bedroom window which is, approximately, 100 yards from the pig. I love a good zoom lens.