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Thursday, February 3, 2011
My Dream places in Tonga
What better time to dream about sunny beaches than during a snowstorm. We had a lovely one yesterday and it was time to get the dream pictures out.There are really not enough words to describe the spectacular sites nor are there lenses good enough to capture what the eye can see in reality. My little Sony tried it's best.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Life on the farm
In the rural areas of Tonga and the small villages the animals roam freely. It is not unusual to see a cow walking on the street which got tired of it's tether. But they were mostly chickens, dogs and PIGS which entertained me.
I love pigs and took plenty of pictures of them . I wanted to hold the sweet little new born ones but they were impossible to catch.
The pigs come home in the evening to eat and sleep when they hear their masters call which sounds like " baa" "baa" and "maa" "maa".
The farmers who own plantations feed them coconut and greenery.It seems like quite a skill to watch Latu hold a coconut in one hand and half it with a big machete.
Ginger was quite a character
do you love me, Mommy?
Puss'n coconuts
best place on earth
Feeding on coconut
best bath I ever had
Just a little bite please!!
maybe I try the ocean this time
The nerve of that guy
please feed us!!
ouch!!
naptime
My friend Tito
At certain festivities a ceremonial pig is slaughtered.The more honorable the person , the larger the pig.
This is the sad fate of the very large pigs. .Other than for ceremonial purposes they have no use since they are made up of mostly fat.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
My Tongan Adventures
Perhaps it is vain to create a blog with only pictures of me in it. But my friends and family want to go with me on a few of my adventures. It is impossible to describe how wonderful and exciting it really was.So here are a few pics to give you a glimpse into a beautiful island.
This is Amelia Pahula , my wonderful hostess and I after a dance where I was given this lovely garland
The hibiscus grow in tall bushes or trees and come in many colors.
We went to so many beaches and each one was more beautiful than the other.
another lovely beach
walk through the forest
at times we squeezed through small crevices in this very interesting cave
a well deserved lunch after the strenuous rock climbing
going down was a lot harder than going up. And this goes straight up. The picture makes it look so easy. We literally hung from ropes with dear life and found footholds no larger than our hand.
Back at the farm cleaning Taro roots
at church picnic with Ofa
at the market selling Taro
This is Amelia Pahula , my wonderful hostess and I after a dance where I was given this lovely garland
There is nothing more yummy than Coconut milk right out of the nut
The hibiscus grow in tall bushes or trees and come in many colors.
We went to so many beaches and each one was more beautiful than the other.
another lovely beach
walk through the forest
at times we squeezed through small crevices in this very interesting cave
a well deserved lunch after the strenuous rock climbing
going down was a lot harder than going up. And this goes straight up. The picture makes it look so easy. We literally hung from ropes with dear life and found footholds no larger than our hand.
Back at the farm cleaning Taro roots
at church picnic with Ofa
at the market selling Taro
Thursday, January 13, 2011
First snow storm at Lower Branch Road.
We did not get as much snow as predicted. But when it came last night,it turned my yard into fairy wonderland. My wash line looked awesome and I was hoping that it would still look the same in the morning.Luckily , it looked even more spectacular. Camera in hand,
I stomped through the snow, hearing bits and pieces drop from bushes and trees. I was waiting for the sun to come out to brighten things up a little, but she did not cooperate.
Neither did the chickadees,being much too busy to pose for my camera .
In no time the beauty had disappeared.
How wonderful , that we have means other than our eyes and spirits to capture the wonders of nature for a while.
I stomped through the snow, hearing bits and pieces drop from bushes and trees. I was waiting for the sun to come out to brighten things up a little, but she did not cooperate.
Neither did the chickadees,being much too busy to pose for my camera .
In no time the beauty had disappeared.
How wonderful , that we have means other than our eyes and spirits to capture the wonders of nature for a while.
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