The 9 Passenger Motorcycle
Ah, the things you see on the roads in Mindanao.
I also had some fun with the kids giving them color crayons. Now we’ll see what art work they produce.
Ah, the things you see on the roads in Mindanao.
I also had some fun with the kids giving them color crayons. Now we’ll see what art work they produce.
Skip, I always appreciate so much that you share these pictures of your travels with us! They are enlightening, educational and beautiful. Don’t ever stop!
I lived in Mindanao for 6.5 years till 2014 doing missions work. I miss it. Love the people and the beauty.
Hands of hope reaching out & not denied. Trusting ….Pretty good stuff. May the hope innate from El; that purity & preciousness not be lost from the Eternal quality of Trust. I always liked childhood for the trust that seemed to be all around us; even if it wasn’t warranted and had been abused. Somehow the trust was there if even after I became absent from it. Somehow I had the hope of trust still inside. There wasn’t the power to respond otherwise, so indeed I was meek. Being adult is a challenging word ….adulterated comes to mind. I want to be a child but not in the childishness of the adulterated. Photos…evoke. Thankyou FJ