Up on a cliff at the southern most point in the USA.

This was a picture Tom made for us up on the cliff at South Point.  We were a little creeped out up there because a guy had fallen in and they had rescue folks all over looking for him.  Normally there are people jumping off for fun, but everyone was very somber and nobody was jumping.  They have since found the body of a 29 year old fisherman who fell off when he was throwing off a net and he was washed out to sea.  Lee was so afraid I was going to fall off the edge and he was hanging onto me for dear life.

Yesterday Tom and Linda went up to the volcano and we stayed home and got some chores done.  We were happy not to have that long ride; we'll have other opportunities to go.  They spent the night up there and got back tonight.  I fixed biscuits, gravy, eggs, hash browns and pineapple (It's Hawaii, you know.) for supper.  We ate like we never had eaten it.  Lee and I had gone to the beach today so we were starved.  We saw whales at the beach and on the way home we stopped to watch some more.  This is sure my favorite time to be here to watch the whales!  I know it's beautiful at home, but it's so awesome to see so much of God's wonder here in this place.  I am so grateful for this opportunity!  It's wonderful to have Tom and Linda join us, too; they're just like family!