The cornbread is in the oven and the beans are cooking. The beans have been cooking forever! This is a new type of dried beans; new to us. They are a very small bean; they are smaller than a navy bean. They are brown in color and they are full of stones. I would put a dozen or so beans in my hand while I was picking them and almost always found a small stone. Most of the stones are about the size of the beans. The ladies that work here told me that the beans are very good but they take a long time to cook. When I am thinking of a long time I am thinking 6 or 8 hours without a pressure cooker. I put the beans on yesterday afternoon when I started cooking supper. They cooked all night; they were not done this morning. I have cooked them all day and finally they have begun to get done. It is a good thing that we did not want to eat them for lunch! They are very tasty but next time I think I will use the pressure cooker.
The mother with the club footed baby that also has the webbed fingers called Zorash and told her that she was on her way back from Tamale. They were not able to do the surgery because of the Corona Virus. I know she is disappointed! We will hold the money for her until time for the surgery. Ghana still only has 6 verified cases. Ghana is about the size of the states of Washington and Oregon combined with a population of approximately 28 million.
This morning Steve called Solomon the motorcycle mechanic to come and see what was wrong with the motorking. It was leaking gas when it was running. He changed the carburetor and had it up and going in no time. We sent Mr. Iddrisu and Nazo back to the back of the property to gather the gravel that Red’s men did not get a few days ago. On their last trip Steve could tell that something was not just right with the motorking. He said that Mr. Iddrisu was riding the clutch. Mr. Iddrisu had a hard time getting it into the garage. He never mentioned a word of a problem to Steve. A few minutes ago Steve got on the motorking to take a couple bags of cement back to the hardware store and sure enough the clutch would not work. The workers are just like kids! We will have to have Solomon come back and work on the clutch.
The workers can hardly work for hunting for mangos. They have long sticks to knock the ripe ones out of the tree. We won’t let them climb in the tree and shake the branches. Everyone went home with a huge sack of mangos.
It was hot again today with a high temperature of 113 degrees and a heat index of 143 degrees. We gave Nazo and Mr. Iddrisu ball caps before they went to the back field to haul gravel.
Thank you for the love, prayers and support.
In His Service,
Steve and Kandie
