the last night we were in our first village there was excitement around 10:30...
"it's coming!" children hollered, as they ran up and down the river bank
little by little, word spread and adults began congregating along the river too
through the brush at water's edge, we peeked
it should have come last month, but because for some reason it didn't, villagers had been rationing fuel oil, staying home instead of going out berry picking or fishing...
but tonight?
the fuel barge was
at last
HERE!
what a wonderful sight for these villagers who depend on this barge once a year for their fuel
after all, the rivers will begin freezing in a month or so
it's quite an event for the whole town when the fuel barge finally arrives
one could feel the collective sigh of relief
we watched the flat bottomed boat maneuver its way to a place where it could offload the oil
and we visited with friends
until the mosquitoes chased us indoors
{have i told you that people need to bring their dogs inside at night or they will die from the mosquitoes? ugh!}
what a treat to be able to witness the barge arrival
and celebrate with our new friends
hip, hip, hooray!
3 comments:
a reminder of how much we take for granted... i filled my gas tank twice this weekend... love that first shot of those smiley faces!!
I keep meaning to get over here more Cathy,
what an inspiring post. I echo patty, we really don't have a clue how others live sometimes do we
We met folks on our trip to the Land That is as it Was who planned their grocery lists months in advance so that the delivery boat would have their requirements on board.
And tho we encountered no mosquitoes during our trip, we did meet them in the UP of Michigan last year.
They nearly did our Sophie in.
And we believe.
Thank you for another superb photo and verbal essay of this special land.
Your insights never fail to kindle memories.
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