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My second year as a farmer

Today I harvested some vegetables for a friend As the farm greens to near black and the harvest is only a month or two away, I forget that it was all tiresome to do this. The digging, weeding, fear for destructive rain or sun – and moles. Moles ate up lots of my cassava. You will be seeing the stems look tall and promising – a lie. Some wind will blow and it will be down. Only a root supplying water. Beneath there is nothing. The little devil is somewhere else, eating up sweet potatoes tubers. I can now trap them. Though for what? Had they had an economical benefit the better. But to wait and see a sinking maize stalk, bean plant, kale or pawpaw stem – everything you plant the mole wants to partake. Were they disciplined I would have saved some farm produce. But it eats little sugarcane offshoots! Does not care about tomorrow. With more you can give out. I have mom who always asks what is there. She comes and harvests sweet potatoes, uproots mito and mutele, plucks zimboga and li
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Our first library volunteers and a desktop

Yesterday we managed to get the desk ready for a serious library. The two strong chaps in the picture are our library attendants. In the near future we expect to have more computers for students. In the mean time we keep calling for books. Books. Boooks. Boooooooks.

Pat Ngoda: 👌👌👍👍. Are the  attends doing it pro bono ama?!

Lung'afa: Sure. That is how USA grew, they say. There was a plea to volunteer work. Maybe we adopted?

Pat Ngoda: Woiyeee, so touched by their selflessness

Lung'afa: The idea is they work half day. One comes from 8-1pm. The other from 1-5pm. So that they can do what they need to at home. They come from Wangulu, no time wasted in moving to or from. 


Pat Ngoda: When we "arrive" we need to make up to them somehow

Lung'afa: Maybe the greater make up is to adopt what they do? In whatever acts? 
- They good, at least.

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