Mangoes!!! Fences and Laundry too

A huge Mango tree

I love mangoes.  There are so many mango trees here and they are huge.  I have wondered how they get harvested the ones they use for export.  I am fascinated by these trees. The fruit hangs down from a stem.  There are many varieties.  Some taste better than others.  One of the sisters in the branch is going to get me some good ones.  Yumm!

There are many different types of fruit trees.  Many people have some kind of fruit tree in their yards.  Some fruit we don't really have.  I've mentioned the maranyon, which is really a cashew tree.  They use the fruit for jam and juice.  The nut hangs down on the bottom.  Lots of these trees here.

When we first arrived there were many fruit stands along the road.  I would buy watermelon, pineapple, oranges, bananas, etc.  Those stands have closed for now because those fruits aren't so common here.  It's hard to find oranges to make orange juice right now.


I love laundry day.  You can see clothes drying on almost anything.

Often when we're driving down the street there are fences around the property.  These usually include trees as the post.  When they get a certain size they prune them down.  

It's hard to see but the barb wire runs along the trunks. For some reason these fences fascinate me.

Every where we go there are rolling hills and beautiful views.  Panama is a beautiful country.


I don't have good pictures of the grass getting cut.  It is usually by someone with a weed wacker.  It doesn't matter if it's a huge field.  If they don't have a weed wacker then they're using a machete.

Last week I went to Sister Sanguino's home.  She's the Relief Society President.  She was teaching a few of us to make Venezuelan arepas.

I know that I share many pictures of people you don't know.  Just know that when I look at these faces, they are faces of people I love so much.  They are fun, loving, kind, and dear friends.  I know they look at Mark and I as different, since we're missionaries but we really are the same and I feel like one of them.  This was a fun night with friends, laughing and being a bit silly.

When we serve others we grow to love those we serve.  I have found this true as a missionary.  I love the people of Colombia because I served there many years ago.  I love the people of Panama now.  What a great opportunity to love my fellow brothers and sisters on this earth.