My Huaco collection is out of control!
It has completely overtaken my credenza behind my desk
and is spilling over to my desk and to my dresser in my bedroom.
I have some in the living room too.
Holy Huacos...
Here is one of the latest I acquired as a gift from
the sweet office elders who had it personalized.
I totally love it.
Thank you sweet Elders!
If I am sitting at my desk and my grandsons Skype me...
they always ask if they can see "the Guys"
So I hold up many of them one at a time
and either make the Elders blow in them to make sounds
or tell them a story about them.
They love the Guys!
Some of these I inherited when I arrived.
Others we have collected at the different ruins.
Some were gifts. Some are made by the Elders.
I wish that I could ship one of "My Precious" Huacos
to each of my missionaries as a wedding present.
Wouldn't the spouse just love me?
The small one in the front (below) is a free hand one made by Elder Vera.
Elder Vera why didn't you take this guy home with you.
I am glad you didn't because I will always think of you when I see it.
The little colorful hidden car is a gift from Elder Davila... Colombian Transportation
It's a little colorful bus full of everything and anything.
Terry just got me another great huaco for our anniversary.
I haven't taken a picture of it yet.
It is home on my night stand.
These sweet ugga buggas will always be with me.
They will bring so many wonderful memories to me forever.
I am sure I won't bring them all home
But I have to bring a few for sure.
They are pronounced like Walk o''s...
They are replicas of those found in the ruins all over Peru.
