In spite of this not being a large community, it is staunchly and proudly Catholic--they brag of having a Catholic church for every day of the year--365, except for on the leap year, they hurry and build a new one then knock it down. Just kidding...
Anyways, if you stand on the top of our house on one side, you will see this:
...and this. The big church on the hill. Today Grampa/Elder Glenn Wakefield climbed up to the church THREE times. Here is our encouragement to his leg muscles: Burn baby, BURN!!
To Aunt Debbie: Don't you wish you were here to appreciate this wonder in motion?! (Heehee! We loooove you!)
This is the church at night. Magnificent. Lit up like a Christmas tree.
...OOPSIES!! Uh...I mean like a house-a-fire...
From where I am sitting right now, this is what I see:
When we moved here about a month and a half ago, the corn stalks were about a foot tall. Now they are taller than I am. (That's pretty tall!! 5"3...Haha!)
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