These are the primary children and their leaders in the little branch we attended on Sunday in Assin Foso 

Don't the women look beautiful in their handmade dresses? 

Sister Lifferth and I helped in the sharing time with these Primary leaders from the Habitat Branch when we attended their Sunday meeting 

This little gal was one of the Primary girls and she wanted to become my pen pal. She gave me her address and made me promise to write. It will be a trick to see if she ever can actually get the letter, but I'm determined to try. 

Driving home with Sister Dalton & Lifferth on Sunday we came across this stream located near a rural village in Ghana. The stream was getting well used for the chores of daily living 

Our village bathers discover we are there taking pictures and they stand up to wave and pose au natural. 

You can see the village stream is for washing, bathing, drying, and fun 

This is one of the beautiful flowers that surrounds the temple in Accra. It was so delicate in the early morning light when I arrived for my temple shift that I had to take a "snap" I wish I knew the names of all the different flowers and plants.  

We are at the start of our adventure. This is the Dam at Akosombo which created Lake Volta. It is an earthen dam. The haze is from the beginning of the Harmattan which blows the dust in off the Sahara desert. 

These are some fisherman we saw on the Volta River in the early morning going out to set their nets, probably a father and son.

We couldn't resist the beautiful orange blossoms on this tree. All along the road we saw these beautiful tall stately trees just coming into bud. They were quite a site. 

As we were driving along we spotted a couple of children pumping water at a local village bore hole. We stopped to get a picture and by the time we got out of the car with the camera we had started to draw a crowd. This bore hole is like the ones the Church is building all over Africa to insure pure drinking water. We didn't know if this was one the Church had built but we couldn't resist the photo op. Apparently the kids couldn't either. 

The children came out of nowhere in a matter of seconds and we had a crowd posing 

In just a few minutes we had a crowd and they all wanted to see themselves on the digital camera. This will be the most exciting thing to happen on their daily trip to the bore hole 

Oops this one is out of order. Elder Hales is negotiating price with one of the drum makers 

The makers of the drums are plying their craft. It appears that drums come in all sizes. 

On our drive we passed by this little shop and just had to stop. Actually there were a number of drum maker stands on this road because of the availability of wood from huge trees.  

One of our drum makers gives us an impromptu drum recital. He was good! You'll notice the two bicycles in the background. They belonged to 2 guys who were pedaling along the road and stopped to see what a van of white people were doing in the middle of nowhere. We tend to cause a commotion wherever we go.

For those of you old enough to remember Jimmy Durante, "Good Night, Mrs. Calabash", this is a calabash tree. Those large green balls that look like hanging watermelons are actually the calabash gourds. They don't eat these, but clean them out and dry them and use them for all kinds of bowls and containers. Some of them can have very curious shapes and they decorate them and sell them as art pieces. We had no idea when we saw this tree what it even was. Without Mike our guide we would have thought the Africans had learned how to get watermelons to grow on trees. We thought calabash grew on the ground like squash gourds. In Africa everything is different. 

Our guide points up to this hill and tells us it is the tallest "mountain" in Ghana and we set off to the far side where the water fall is located. The beginning of our jungle trek