Have I mentioned that Anafora is "a working farm retreat?" Having grown up in the South, I miss the "country air" and the feel of the "great outdoors" ... the sunshine kisses on my face and watching God's luscious bounty growing up around me. At Anafora, I reveled in helping with some of the farm chores... feeding the animals, picking olives, and weeding the vegetable gardens. When I picked olives, I had so much fun filling my wicker baskets and feeling a sense of accomplishment when they were full. When I fed the animals, I fell in love with Jojo the baby donkey. Had there been a way to take Jojo home with me, I would have done it! But alas, he would have been miserable in my highrise flat, so I left him there wriggling in the dirt and enjoying life on the farm. Given the choice, I would've stayed there wriggling in the dirt too. LOL.
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| Date Palm Trees were heavy with dates ready to be picked! |
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| I chose to pick olives instead. |
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| Olives were ripe for the picking! |
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| A productive pickin'. |
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| Bella. |
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| Freckles. |
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| Latte'. |
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| Dolly and Jojo. |
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| Wish Jojo could've come home with me! |
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| A Coptic Christian Farm. |
