Thursday, March 10, 2011

Carnival in Dominica

It may not be Carnival in Rio but if you like drums, color, noise and rum-punch, you'll like Carnival in Dominica!




Imagine! Someone immodest enough to show her petticoat!

























Young or old or any where in between, Dominicans love to dress up and stut their stuff in the Carnival Parade!

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Alive and recovering!

Elder Hadlock is well on the road to recovery. He would like you all to know Dengue Fever is not a "sissy" disease!

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Cabrits National Park & Old Fort Shirley Garrison

We hope YOU enjoy your visit as much as we did ours! Dominican flag flies over Cabrits National Park entrance.
Many years ago cannons kept watch over Prince Rupert Bay at Portsmouth.One can only imagine what happened historically here.
Restoration of this 17th century building is currently underway.No restoration yet for this two-story structure.
If you look closely at the greenish shell in the top left-hand corner you might be able to see a soldier crab's orange legs. Not so with the one at the middle right. Neither Elder Hadlock or Brother Alvarez could get a drink from the pump!Time for a Chap Stick fix and a look at an old powder magazine!Roots grow down from tree branches to establish new trees. Old Mother Nature is a very interesting lady!

Saturday, February 26, 2011

All on a Saturday Afternoon

No narrative required.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Infirmary Friends

Marie has lost her legs; Doris her memory. Neither seem "troublesome" or to bring despair. Dona is always happy for a little conversation.
Florencia and Elsie lift our spirits at each and every visit.
Having no legs doesn't get Elsie down. She takes good care of her dolly and shares what little she has with her friend--whether it be only one orange or one grapefruit.
Florencia loves to see Sister Hadlock's eyes. Sister Hadlock loves the light that always shines in Florencia's!
Of course you recognize Brother Johnny. In the beginning he was our only reason to visit the infirmary. When he became a member of the Church and before he came here to live Sister Marina walked with him the approximate three miles from their homes in New Town to the church on Hillsboro Street. . . . .
"VERY FAST" . . . . . Brother Johnny remembers.