Morning was cold and not my thing.
And garbage truck been missing for a while.
At the church. Dustine is the friend of mine who took me there and was the other speaker.
The sun was pointing so nicely on Zimbabwe.
Viola, the first speaker
This had happened in May. Would have been interesting.
The song Viola played at the end of her speech.
I was holding a paper with my friend's workplace's busstop's name, he would need help too and I hoped I could pass some for him too.
Got something to eat and drink too, especially hot drinks now in the cold season.
Dustine finishing her speech.
Some song words
Ya, the name of the busstop in shona, this is why I have to carry it in my handbag with me, a bit hard for me to remember as I don't know what it means.
The guitar players. Liked them a lot.
Dustine talking. She had a powerful speech.
On the wall.
We got some cupcakes too.
And you were supposed to be told by someone else what that cupcake tells to you.
Back in Kamfinsa, hubby's office. He's the one with green and yellow hat.
Garbage truck missing at their office too.
The African Apostolic Church is usually gathering outdoors.
In the afternoon it was hot.
I love this tree, waiting for October already (yacaranda).
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