Fall

One good thing about knowing you're living somewhere for only one year is that you really enjoy the moment. I know that this is the only fall I'll have in Korea. Because of that, I'm staring down the yellow trees and enjoying the mild chill of the autumn afernoons as I walk to school. I spent yesterday helping harvest persimmons. It's similar to picking apples. For lunch, we had pork that was grilled on a sort of hot plate. You put the cooked pork in a large lettuce leaf, add some grilled garlic dipped in a Korean sauce, and voila! Korean barbeque perfect for a persimmon farm picnic.


Pastor Troy (the Canadian pastor) grilling lunch


I was cold. Later in the afternoon, I added a borrowed sweatshirt jacket and fleece pullover on top of what you see in this picture. I think it's going to be a long winter for this Arkansas girl...