Comments on: Lights Lite http://bryanjries.wordpress.com/2005/12/13/lights-lite/ Thoughts and stories from my journey into the Kingdom Sun, 12 Oct 2008 02:04:19 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=MU hourly 1 By: More Light(s) « Into the Wild http://bryanjries.wordpress.com/2005/12/13/lights-lite/#comment-117 More Light(s) « Into the Wild Thu, 02 Aug 2007 18:44:53 +0000 http://bryanjries.wordpress.com/2005/12/13/lights-lite/#comment-117 [...] year I put up a post complaining about the lack of lighting on our Christmas tree. Well, thanks to overwhelming response to that post, we went from having 1 [...] [...] year I put up a post complaining about the lack of lighting on our Christmas tree. Well, thanks to overwhelming response to that post, we went from having 1 [...]

]]> By: Patty http://bryanjries.wordpress.com/2005/12/13/lights-lite/#comment-18 Patty Tue, 20 Dec 2005 16:01:00 +0000 http://bryanjries.wordpress.com/2005/12/13/lights-lite/#comment-18 Funny... it brings back memories. <br/><br/>We bought a tree from some ABWE missionaries who were leaving. The branches didn't attach to the trunk any more, so we had to tie them on with twisty ties. After 3 or 4 years, the twisty ties were all breaking-- did you know you can't get twisty ties in Tabligbo? Anyway, by the time we left, the few branches that could still attach were propping up the others. And yet Christmas managed to find us every year. We've got a beautiful real fir tree in our living room this year, but I long for that smell of Harmattan dust. <br/><br/>Merry Christmas. Funny… it brings back memories.

We bought a tree from some ABWE missionaries who were leaving. The branches didn’t attach to the trunk any more, so we had to tie them on with twisty ties. After 3 or 4 years, the twisty ties were all breaking– did you know you can’t get twisty ties in Tabligbo? Anyway, by the time we left, the few branches that could still attach were propping up the others. And yet Christmas managed to find us every year. We’ve got a beautiful real fir tree in our living room this year, but I long for that smell of Harmattan dust.

Merry Christmas.

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