Many times each day my thoughts turn toward our little Kivren and what she might be doing and learning. Lubumbashi (where the orphanage is located) is 8 hours ahead of us. The capital, Kinshasa is 7 hours difference. As I head to bed around 10pm each evening, roosters herald dawn for her across the world.
She’s now nearly four months old and likely quite attentive to the sights, sounds, scents, textures and tastes around her–in very different part of the world than my own daily experience.
God’s placed many people in our path recently to share with us about life in the Congo. Time zones, culture, language, and climate are all markedly different from Wyoming, USA. I enjoy any opportunity to learn more about my wee one’s birth country, especially right now as she’s still there–and we are here.
Here in Wyoming, it seems that spring and fall are fleeting seasons–more than where I grew up just a hundred miles south, in Colorado. In the Congo, however, it’s under a week long!
My friend, Tally, lives in Kinshasa. She shared the following photos and explanation, and granted me permission to share it here! (Be sure to read the captions for the notes she provided about each picture.)
I think it’s neat that brief as a DRC autumn is, it roughly coincides with our own!
Thanks, Tally for sharing a glimpse across the globe!