<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207</id><updated>2011-09-14T06:56:36.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buhler Mission</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>287</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-3356721083516967899</id><published>2009-08-02T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T14:48:37.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plumbing truck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SnYJtIKieSI/AAAAAAAAAtY/0g5YsUeu810/s1600-h/DVC00157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SnYJtIKieSI/AAAAAAAAAtY/0g5YsUeu810/s320/DVC00157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-3356721083516967899?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/3356721083516967899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=3356721083516967899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/3356721083516967899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/3356721083516967899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2009/08/plumbing-truck.html' title='Plumbing truck'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SnYJtIKieSI/AAAAAAAAAtY/0g5YsUeu810/s72-c/DVC00157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-4722311119723144171</id><published>2009-03-22T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:18:54.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Work is come after us</title><content type='html'>We got home and I think we busier.  Trying to get back into live at home. We been down to Isabella two time now getting plumbing done in her bathroom.  Brent put in two water heater for his sister.   One was for there shop that has never had one. They  are enjoying the hot water.&lt;br /&gt;  We talk to day in church. I was ask to talk on tithing but talk about fast offering. I talk about how truely bless we are. Just turn off the electricty for a little while you remember lot of blessing.  Brent talk was on the ten comment.  Have fun counting you blessing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-4722311119723144171?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/4722311119723144171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=4722311119723144171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/4722311119723144171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/4722311119723144171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2009/03/work-is-come-after-us.html' title='Work is come after us'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-3876347090761150092</id><published>2009-03-08T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T00:52:38.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The last big JOB</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  It almost time for us  to go home.  We have one more big job to do replace the shingles on a garage and paint the barn .  Connie started on the shingles while I was taking off the old trim at the bottom of the roof on Saturday.   We were at church Sunday and a member ask how much longer we would be here.  I told him what we had to do.  He then ask if I could use a nail gun and shovel for the singles. I said that would be great. We stopped by his house on Monday to pick up the things we needed for the job.  It was nice having extra tools to take off the roof.    I stared to help Connie take off the singles.  Talk about hard there was three layer of shingles on the roof.  They were nail into pinewood broads.The nail were very hard to get out. We would lay on the shovel so hard that the nail would just pop out flying who know where.  We got over half of the shingles off the roof Monday.  Tuesday we started putting on the new shingles. We had the tar paper on and 1/3 of the shingles that when the lighting started to sound off. The clouds started to roll in and the lighting was getting closer.  We got our things off of the roof.  We hopped into our car to get some thing from town. When we drive the three mile to town .  We found our self in a heavy rain storm then hail stones started to come down. We park under a gas station roof for some protection. The next thing we did was to drive home very slowly.  The rain was coming down so hard that our windshield wiper could hardly keep the rain off our windshield. The next day we heard that tennis ball size hail stone had hit in someplace around area. A tornado had gone through a small town south of us and kill 8 people. A family in our branch that live only 8 miles from town said the hailstone broke some window.  They could see the indentation on the roof of there house where the hail stone hit. We asked some of the locals here if this was a normal storm for this area. They said yep pretty much. It rain the rest of that night by morning it had stopped. When we got to the job site the garage had leak inside a little bit but the tar paper and shingles were still on Thank the Lord. We got the rest of the shingles on the 1/2 of roof by the end of the day. It stay cloudy for the next two days. We had the new singles on on by Friday.  I did not think that I would be able to haul 53 bundles of shingles up a ladder and get this job done. Now it feel so good to have it done. Using the nail gun made it almost fun. It was much faster than hamming the nails one at a time even let Connie hammer some nail in the shingles on too. Now can a man love a woman more then that??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  Now it getting late and the coyote just got through serenading us which I am going to miss about this place.  Part of this mission is to get yo know your companion little better. We are with each other 24 hour a day.even shopping together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  I can say now that our love for each other is stronger then it has ever been I know that it has been hard on some of the kids for us to be here but this is where we were supposed to be.  I have learned alot of new thing about my self and that with the lord's help we can do anything .Well enough for now I'll write about painting the rest of the garage and the huge barn next time. I am having trouble ending this letter because my heart is so full of the way all of my children have supported us on this mission. The way Alma has buckle down to run the business and made it work this time thanks. How hard that Angela has work to take care of the bills and do the paper work for the business,Thanks.  For Brenda that has taken time away from school teaching to take care of the rentals ,Thanks  Shem and La dawn taking such good care of our grand kids thanks also for the calls and letters.  Lillian thanks for all you done to share your life with us xxx and ooo thanks for the flowers. Ammon and Michelle who has called to let us know how things are going there thanks We will get to visit with them after the mission  I can't wait to see them. Last but not least is Isabella who is so bossy and is always telling us what to do, thanks, for caring about us that much it is so nice to have you a little closer to us all I'm saying I guess is that ya all have made our life happier because of  the great lives's  that you are living ,we love you all so much thank you thank you thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-3876347090761150092?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/3876347090761150092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=3876347090761150092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/3876347090761150092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/3876347090761150092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-big-job.html' title='The last big JOB'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-5986045531133046416</id><published>2009-02-19T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T09:26:30.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foot steps of the past</title><content type='html'>On the farm here there are some hand carts, like the ones that the pioneer used to go to Utah in the 1830. We had a visitor from Tulsa that said a group of adults will be here &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; to use some of the carts for a short 4 mile track and at noon they would be having lunch. We were invited if we wonted. This would be a training run for the adults when the rest of the group of the group of 160 young adults will be going on a three day track at the first of the month.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  So early &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; morning people started showing up by the car loads. All dress up in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pioneer&lt;/span&gt; clothes and hats. They had all the carts out cleaning preparing them for the big event. They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;divided&lt;/span&gt; us up in to group of eight. We were assigned each one of us who we would be. We were assigned to be children. and they assigned another couple to be the parents. We load up the hand carts with all our gear. everyone had a five gallon bucket with a lid on them to put there clothes and other things that they wanted to keep dry. also it made a good seat for later on. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;grabbed&lt;/span&gt;  a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bonnet&lt;/span&gt; for Connie and a hat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;for me&lt;/span&gt; put them in a bucket for our coats and some water and we were off.  The group started off at a very fast pace. We all took turn pushing or pulling the cart. They had red handkerchief that they would put over the eyes of some to show blindness or on a leg for lameness, just a way of letting us see some of the problems that the pioneers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dwelt&lt;/span&gt;  with. after the first mile we came to our first hill, we would stop every half hour to rest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; drink water.  They waited a bit between the carts going up the hill to get them room to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;maneuver&lt;/span&gt; their carts. It was exhausting and exciting at the same time. When we all got to the top of the hill we rested.  Some went back to help the others.  Then we took a moment to walk a little higher to the top of the hill to look over the ranch. The trail boss showed us where would eat lunch also that when they had the young adults there this would be a good time to sit and talk to them and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lesson&lt;/span&gt; to them. Because for a lot of them this would be the first time for them to be away from all convenience of modern life like cell phones, TV, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Video&lt;/span&gt; games, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;etc&lt;/span&gt;.They ask us to do was to count off each time we started.  They started with the parents so no one would be left behind. Half way down the trail we stop to rest and my wife was missing.  We were the last cart and she was trailing behind us last I look.  Father and I headed back down the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;trail&lt;/span&gt; to find her. After about 10 or 15 minutes of yelling her name and look for her . She appeared. I ask her later what had happen. She told me she was told to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;disappear&lt;/span&gt; to see if we would miss her because thing like this happen on the trail all the time because someone would get tired or hurt on the trail all the time and no one had notices. They would have to go back to find them. The rest of the trail was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;uneventful&lt;/span&gt;. The ground was fairly level except for a lot of rock and small streams.  At the end of the four miles there was the reward of the food it was great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;but of&lt;/span&gt; course for the pioneers then would not have been some one there to cook and a car to hop into to take them back to their cars. It was enough of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;taste&lt;/span&gt; of the trail to let us know how nice our lives are today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We were so sore that night and our feet and legs ache.  We thought we were in pretty good shape, because we had walked that far before and not had a problem.  It was just the fast pace and pushing the cart that made the difference, any way when we hit the hay that night we slept hard and was happy to have a warm bed to sleep in, a hot shower, and flush toilet to use. Life is good and we got down on our knees and thanked the Lord for his goodness to us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-5986045531133046416?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/5986045531133046416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=5986045531133046416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5986045531133046416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5986045531133046416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2009/02/foot-steps-of-past.html' title='Foot steps of the past'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-5242726520041310450</id><published>2009-02-03T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T14:19:13.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life lessons we thought we knew</title><content type='html'>Don't do this   It was late at night and I was thirsty. We was driving home and I reached back to get a drink of water. I open the lid and put the jug to my lips. Connie look at me and said don"t drink that it ammonia Of course at the same time I also realize that it wasn't water. My tongue stop it from going into my mouth. Talk about sting WOW don"t do this after losing three layer of skin on my lips and three days later I felt better.&lt;br /&gt;  Don't drive at night with out your lights on. We was comming home from a long drive from Tulsa and had stop in a small town to get a drink. We pulled out of the store and drove around a corner  four officers talking outside gas station looking at our car like something was wrong. Connie noticed that her lights were not on when she went just little way down the street. She quick turn them on only to see flashing light behind her: busted.  Boy they were fast they had us with in fifty feet.  We pull over into a driveway because the road to narrow to pull over on the side. I hopped out to look for my purse for my license. The Office told me to get in my vehicle.  I got my purse and did so.  He stop me because my light were not on. He took my license, registion, and insurance card. He brought them back and said I could go after the other offerice talk to my husband.  We figure this out later.  I was driving and he was riding. We done this for year and we don't think about it.  I love to drive and do not get much change to drive like my husband does. He does service call all over the place. I am home most day. He love me enough to let me drive when were together because he drive all the time. I love driving. I just reallize how unusually that is when the police officer ask to see my husband license. Brent ask him back why and he said because I ask to see it. He said OK. The officer then said he was checking him out to make sure he was not a crimial.       I love my husband even more because he still let me drive when were together, even after the police officers.  It make me a better drive because I get to pactuse at the wheel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-5242726520041310450?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/5242726520041310450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=5242726520041310450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5242726520041310450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5242726520041310450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-lessons-we-thought-we-knew.html' title='Life lessons we thought we knew'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-6274241383287847275</id><published>2009-01-05T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T09:41:37.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to do or not to dew</title><content type='html'>The house is done and I am putting the last of the paint on the trim of the shop. The last of it was done in the moon light but it look great. I went to help with the last little clean up of thing in the house that took about an hour. It is about 8:30 and I start loading thing up into the truck to go home. I had not pack up my ladder from painting yet. When I grabbed it it felt damp. I look up and the sky was clear. I checked the last part of the paint on the shop and it had started to run off of the building. The dew had come in that night so heavy that it was like rain. Needless to say we will be redoing the last part of the paint when it warms up. Lesson learned some times even when its not cloudy it can be like rain here in Oklahoma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-6274241383287847275?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/6274241383287847275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=6274241383287847275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6274241383287847275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6274241383287847275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-do-or-not-to-dew.html' title='to do or not to dew'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-7953399873598428123</id><published>2008-12-29T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T09:47:52.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big pipe  just sticking up out of the ground</title><content type='html'>When we drive out to Little chief there this 8 foot round pipe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;standing&lt;/span&gt; about 20 feet up in the air with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rural&lt;/span&gt; water written on it. If you look off in the distance you can see another pipe.&lt;br /&gt; The house we been working on at Little chief has a water meter and not a well. The house is miles away from the closes house. Why?? Will it seem when they get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;oil&lt;/span&gt; here in OK they also get salt water and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;natural&lt;/span&gt; gas. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Many&lt;/span&gt; year back they would just pump the salt water back into the ground or put it on the ground. The salt water they pump into the ground mix with all the under ground water. The area well became undrinkable. Look like the oil company were take to court and had to get water to all the people with bad water. Most country home I guess in this area have meters for water.  When you go pass a big pipe standing up in the air around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pawaka&lt;/span&gt; OK you now know why. The salt water from the oil well are haul away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-7953399873598428123?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/7953399873598428123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=7953399873598428123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/7953399873598428123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/7953399873598428123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/12/big-pipe-just-sticking-up-out-of-ground.html' title='The Big pipe  just sticking up out of the ground'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-6466257131815886427</id><published>2008-12-01T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T16:20:28.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deal or No Big Deal</title><content type='html'>A mission give you a chance to think about your life. Yesterday I was busy putting the drain field together with the pipe and gravel. One of the workers was running the back hoe as I was putting the system together and used my knife to cut the cloth that separated the dirt from the gravel. My wife called and needed me for a minuet when I return my knife it was missing from my holster. the back hoe had moved aloft of dirt and I thought that there is no way that I would find the knife. We looked and dug for a while and could not find it so that night I prayed for some help from hose who are looking out for us to help me. The next day before we when out on another job I ran out to look for it quickly before we left. My wife called and said come on we don't have all day.&lt;br /&gt;   So I started walking back slowly to the car and there it was with dirt clods all around it. I grab it and held it up high and said, Hey Connie look what I found. As we sat down in the car my eyes filled up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gratitude&lt;/span&gt; and again I felt peace in my heart for the help I had received to find it. It may not be a big deal for most people but for me losing something is a big deal. When I was younger my Dad would get very angry with me when I would lose something. As I thought back through my life every time I needed to find something, I was able to kneel down and say a prayer and I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alway&lt;/span&gt; able to find what I had lost&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-6466257131815886427?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/6466257131815886427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=6466257131815886427' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6466257131815886427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6466257131815886427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/12/deal-or-no-big-deal.html' title='Deal or No Big Deal'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-3126733191588672954</id><published>2008-11-17T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T16:06:06.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paint that does not paint</title><content type='html'>We pray for a calm day so we could paint the outside of the house at little chief. The Lord bless us with a very calm warm day. After we got the window tape up and spent a little while getting the paint machine going. we were ready to go. We got the primer on with no problem then Brent want to go home but we had about an hour of sun light left. I talk him into painting the finial coat on the house. We thought it went fine. The next day we came back to find yellow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;streak&lt;/span&gt; where it run. We figure we just have to touch it up by hand. Brent accidently pour out some of the new bucket of out side paint we did not know how much we need so we had another bucket. We use the little bit we pour out to touch up the outside then went back to the first bucket.  Brent call to me in other room something wrong with this paint. It will not paint over another thing. the bucket look the same but the fine print on the bottom one said paint base and the othe said white. Without the pigment it clear and does not dry very fast and turn yellow.  We went back on Saturday and start up the paint machine and got the house painted white right the second time. The White look Good. Brent well be starting to replace the shingles on the rood next and I will be finish paint thing on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;  We got one little load of 15 bundle of shingles put in our car took out to the house. Brent feeling great because he was able to put all 15 bundle up on the roof. No bad for almost 60 year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-3126733191588672954?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/3126733191588672954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=3126733191588672954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/3126733191588672954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/3126733191588672954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/11/paint-that-does-not-paint.html' title='Paint that does not paint'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-6845215970055920597</id><published>2008-11-10T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T11:00:24.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIGGER Lighting flashes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Went to Bartville for more paint and wood&lt;/span&gt;. The most the roads here in Oklahoma are narrow two line country roads that are windy. We start back home after dark to Pawhuska. The rain start pour down in bucket. Best way to see the road in my head light was on dim til the lighting struck then it lite up the sky,road and countryside for miles.&lt;br /&gt;    We drive away then the lighting struck again so we could drive little faster because it was like daylight for a few second. Showing where the curves and straight part of the road were. We got home safely.&lt;br /&gt;     There was a saver storm warning on TV and a tornado watch. They could not say were it was because it was the weather for forming them. They thought they might have one forming in skitook about 30 mile south of us. It started forming a hook shape. The storm pass on without forming a circle. We got a cellar by the house. Only we still do not know were the door is. We have to look tomorrow after the storm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-6845215970055920597?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/6845215970055920597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=6845215970055920597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6845215970055920597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6845215970055920597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/11/bigger-lighting-flashes.html' title='BIGGER Lighting flashes'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-376096899124431424</id><published>2008-11-10T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T10:34:06.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Were there smoke there fire</title><content type='html'>While working on the house at little chief. Brent saw some smoke over the hill. He call the manager to tell him about the fire because the cowboy feeling the cow had just left. We figure he know how to call the fire department. Brent talk to the cowboy the next day about the fire and what had happen.  He got a call and went right up the hill to fight the fire. He said the fire truck got there shortly after him. They almost got the fire out at the top of the hill. The wind was blowing hard enough to sent thing flying. More fire trucks came to fight the fire. The cowboy stop fighting the fire. He already moved the cows that were in that field. He went to mending fences from the fire trucks driving after the fire. The cowboy went to bed tried that night.&lt;br /&gt;     They got the cattle here trained to come to a siren It help to count them They come out from the trees. They feed them pellets (they call them cookie here because they cow like them that much) The cattle follow the truck from pastier to pastier. It make it easy to move them around, even in case of fires&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-376096899124431424?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/376096899124431424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=376096899124431424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/376096899124431424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/376096899124431424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/11/were-there-smoke-there-fire.html' title='Were there smoke there fire'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-5395981705798168207</id><published>2008-11-04T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T09:59:31.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tall grass</title><content type='html'>Making progress on the house took time off for Connie has sore arm seen the tall grass Buffalo reserve.  We got wood at Lowe's guy committed about Connie being pregnant. We look so young you know.  Mom does not know if it a insult or compliment???&lt;br /&gt;Plumbing system need to be change on all the pipes drain Field has 3" pipe not 4"  that on the house we are living in.&lt;br /&gt;Has 65 people for branch Halloween trunk or treat. They had 6 different kinds of chili. Someone made ice cream with liquid nitrogen  in two minutes.  Wish we done home made root beer maybe the next party&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-5395981705798168207?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/5395981705798168207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=5395981705798168207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5395981705798168207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5395981705798168207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/11/tall-grass.html' title='Tall grass'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-4444710981407680263</id><published>2008-10-25T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T10:19:34.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little push go a long way</title><content type='html'>Well its getting towards the end of the month. We just got started on a new house on little chief road. The house needs to be painted inside and  out.  Some of the wood needs to be replaced that's my job with some sheet rock work inside. Connie of course will be doing all the painting inside and luckily we brought along the paint sprayer for the outside. Anyway there is plenty of work to do.&lt;br /&gt;  Also it is getting closer to the end of the month and funds are getting low. The battery died on the suburban and it cost $115 to replace and with a little groceries money left we had about 23 dollar between us. The circus was coming to town so we thought we would save it to see the show. But when we got there it was 24 dollar for two tickets. We was thinking that it might be maybe 16 dollar so we came home a little disappointed. The next day we headed out early to work and got allot done. It was about 6:30 and the sun was setting and I had to drag Connie off of the job cause she wanted to finish the room she was in. Anyway as we were driving home we stop to look at a great sun set and thought about pick up some post card for the grand kids They did not have any so we headed home. On the way out some people was trying to load a car onto a trailer and it looked like they was having trouble.  I told Connie to go back so we could help them. I first offered to pull it on with our truck, but they was trying to pull it up with a come along and was about 6 inches short. So I went behind the car started lifting and pushing the car on the trailer. At first it would not move and the the husband told his wife to release (THE HOUNDS) I mean the parking brake.  The car start moving. It stop for a moment and the husband told her to turn the wheel away we went. The trailer dropped and they hook up the car. I said good bye and the one guy said hey all we needed was a little more horse power and I laughed. We went on to leave. The lady said thanks and wait let me pay you. I said no thanks.  we stared to leave. But her husband stop us and gave me 20 dollar. I told him no but he insisted. so I said thanks. We were leaving again the lady came around the car and offered me another 20 dollar. I told her that her husband already gave me the money and thanked her. We now had 20 bucks. I thought we would stop by the store to get some need items. The one thing Connie need the most some flowers, of course she protested but I insisted this is as important for me to show you that I care and you need these flower and that all I got to say about that. they even came in a little painted bucket she can use it on the job Ha Ha til next time Love Brent&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-4444710981407680263?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/4444710981407680263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=4444710981407680263' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/4444710981407680263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/4444710981407680263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-push-go-long-way.html' title='A little push go a long way'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-8865446059439430016</id><published>2008-10-10T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T13:48:24.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Were is the leak??</title><content type='html'>We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;finish&lt;/span&gt; up the roof on mike house. It had a mystery leak for years, it was warping the hard wood floor in the kitchen of the house. It had been work on many time before by other people and never solved. This time we found the problem and fixed it. We took the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;shingles&lt;/span&gt; off the roof at the bottom of a valley and found bare wood that water ran into the house. After an hour of tearing out all the old fix it stuff. We were able to redo it and put it back. It will leak no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The branch is small here so there is a lot of work to be done. I filled in for seminary already. I been ask to do a RS lessen Sunday,. We done the music and pray for sacrament meeting one Sunday. Lots to do. They have one page of member. The few inactive have been work over. We decide to just ask people if they need any plumbing and just friendship people. Hoping to mend some fences We got to see conference and hope all is will with everybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-8865446059439430016?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/8865446059439430016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=8865446059439430016' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/8865446059439430016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/8865446059439430016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/10/were-is-leak.html' title='Were is the leak??'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-7557679115049070526</id><published>2008-09-29T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T15:42:40.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working on the Ranch in OK</title><content type='html'>We working on putting broad down so they could carpet over some old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;asbestos&lt;/span&gt; flooding. We put down 15 sheet put screw every 8 to 10 inch. it took us two days to do two bedroom and the hall. We were so sore for many more days. We found &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;muscle&lt;/span&gt;we did not know we had. It does not take  much to make them sore again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found a hole in the porch roof in the house were staying in. It took 8 two by six and 5 sheet of plywood. We still got the five bundle of  shingle to put on the roof yet! We had to put a better slope on the roof of the porch to make it work better. We think they repair it a few time before us so we change to fix it for good. We'll start next roof fixing tomorrow along with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shingling&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took Saturday off to go to the temple in OK city. We saw lot of dead animals on the road. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rat coons&lt;/span&gt;, skunks, even some armadillos, and one live turtle. They say they be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;allot&lt;/span&gt; more out on the road in the coming months. We also see long black snakes and black &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;triantulas&lt;/span&gt; crossing the road.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-7557679115049070526?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/7557679115049070526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=7557679115049070526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/7557679115049070526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/7557679115049070526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/09/working-on-ranch-in-ok.html' title='Working on the Ranch in OK'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-7813549236571410304</id><published>2008-09-14T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T13:44:32.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again</title><content type='html'>We are leaving for OK tomorrow. The Church got a cattle Ranch will be working on for are mission&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-7813549236571410304?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/7813549236571410304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=7813549236571410304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/7813549236571410304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/7813549236571410304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/09/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go again'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-5467130696891133165</id><published>2008-05-29T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T17:17:12.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9HhWG53II/AAAAAAAAAd4/2OTOPZKjQGE/s1600-h/DVC00304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9HhWG53II/AAAAAAAAAd4/2OTOPZKjQGE/s320/DVC00304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our group in front of a big Spruce. Next picture the top Brent next to the a big tree &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9Hh2G53JI/AAAAAAAAAeA/JCtclBB9cwo/s1600-h/DVC00305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9Hh2G53JI/AAAAAAAAAeA/JCtclBB9cwo/s320/DVC00305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9Hh2G53KI/AAAAAAAAAeI/n7yCbDkzur0/s1600-h/DVC00308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9Hh2G53KI/AAAAAAAAAeI/n7yCbDkzur0/s320/DVC00308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-5467130696891133165?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/5467130696891133165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=5467130696891133165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5467130696891133165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5467130696891133165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/05/big-trees.html' title='Big Trees'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9HhWG53II/AAAAAAAAAd4/2OTOPZKjQGE/s72-c/DVC00304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-2420796185593694845</id><published>2008-05-29T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T17:12:03.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Washing Rain Forest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9GUWG53FI/AAAAAAAAAdg/O8X5uyER-Ag/s1600-h/DVC00299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9GUWG53FI/AAAAAAAAAdg/O8X5uyER-Ag/s320/DVC00299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Brent and Roy with interesting tree. In Rain forest every thing get cover in plants. Brent look very small to the big tree in this forest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9GUmG53GI/AAAAAAAAAdo/a2aibFY2C6o/s1600-h/DVC00303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9GUmG53GI/AAAAAAAAAdo/a2aibFY2C6o/s320/DVC00303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9GUmG53HI/AAAAAAAAAdw/ojcw-tBkcl0/s1600-h/DVC00307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9GUmG53HI/AAAAAAAAAdw/ojcw-tBkcl0/s320/DVC00307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-2420796185593694845?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/2420796185593694845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=2420796185593694845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/2420796185593694845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/2420796185593694845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/05/washing-rain-forest.html' title='Washing Rain Forest'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9GUWG53FI/AAAAAAAAAdg/O8X5uyER-Ag/s72-c/DVC00299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-5245782431905916719</id><published>2008-05-29T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T17:01:07.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9DwWG53CI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Wuqxg8K-qLY/s1600-h/DVC00274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9DwWG53CI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Wuqxg8K-qLY/s320/DVC00274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Zebra have fast  and long tongue for food. We had one of many bear they had performed for us.  We enjoy feeding her.  The elk were in felt so we did not stay with them very long as they wont to rub on thing even cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9DwmG53DI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/9cg1n6kqA00/s1600-h/DVC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9DwmG53DI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/9cg1n6kqA00/s320/DVC00285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9Dw2G53EI/AAAAAAAAAdY/XZ9pICovXgA/s1600-h/DVC00293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9Dw2G53EI/AAAAAAAAAdY/XZ9pICovXgA/s320/DVC00293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-5245782431905916719?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/5245782431905916719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=5245782431905916719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5245782431905916719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5245782431905916719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/05/feeding.html' title='Feeding'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9DwWG53CI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Wuqxg8K-qLY/s72-c/DVC00274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-5778422820588852645</id><published>2008-05-29T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T16:51:35.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild life Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9Bg2G52_I/AAAAAAAAAcw/nif3BFW815s/s1600-h/DVC00265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9Bg2G52_I/AAAAAAAAAcw/nif3BFW815s/s320/DVC00265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We were encourage to feed the animals. The sea gales made it hard to feed some of the animals. The next picture of the head of a llama  eating out Roy hand&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9BhGG53AI/AAAAAAAAAc4/9GFlCPr7TiU/s1600-h/DVC00267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9BhGG53AI/AAAAAAAAAc4/9GFlCPr7TiU/s320/DVC00267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . The Peacock male were doing big show for the lady peacock but they seem to be more interested in the bread we were feeding.  They had about five male showing all there feathers. Brent remember feeding the peacock when he was growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9BhWG53BI/AAAAAAAAAdA/I8KPJ4nZVPI/s1600-h/DVC00271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9BhWG53BI/AAAAAAAAAdA/I8KPJ4nZVPI/s320/DVC00271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-5778422820588852645?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/5778422820588852645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=5778422820588852645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5778422820588852645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5778422820588852645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/05/wild-life-farm.html' title='Wild life Farm'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD9Bg2G52_I/AAAAAAAAAcw/nif3BFW815s/s72-c/DVC00265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-5927367000920039561</id><published>2008-05-29T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T16:40:34.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whale watching</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD8-8GG528I/AAAAAAAAAcY/HbUFRelRxjg/s1600-h/DVC00241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD8-8GG528I/AAAAAAAAAcY/HbUFRelRxjg/s320/DVC00241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We saw whale but to get them on film was not easy I miss all together getting anything but water. We stop for lunch.We ate a a very small sandwich shop.  Brent and I slit a smoke samlon sandwich wich was wonderful., The last picture of an Engle nest just on an island. The young engle are all from the same parents. It was very interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD8-8WG529I/AAAAAAAAAcg/oawPJUUP5Y4/s1600-h/DVC00263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD8-8WG529I/AAAAAAAAAcg/oawPJUUP5Y4/s320/DVC00263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD8-8mG52-I/AAAAAAAAAco/CnPIruY_ubM/s1600-h/DVC00264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD8-8mG52-I/AAAAAAAAAco/CnPIruY_ubM/s320/DVC00264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-5927367000920039561?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/5927367000920039561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=5927367000920039561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5927367000920039561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5927367000920039561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/05/whale-watching.html' title='Whale watching'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD8-8GG528I/AAAAAAAAAcY/HbUFRelRxjg/s72-c/DVC00241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-8854411267419774626</id><published>2008-05-29T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T15:51:57.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top of a mountain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD8zimG524I/AAAAAAAAAb4/Q4evtTXxYBM/s1600-h/DVC00235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD8zimG524I/AAAAAAAAAb4/Q4evtTXxYBM/s320/DVC00235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When we got to the top of the mountain all we saw was other monutain so the top was not what we expected. We got the best view on the way up. We had Brent brother Roy and wife Max with us along with friends Clifford and Gloria. Everything funner with friends to see sights with. The clould come in very quickly on top and we lose the view of the mountain from the top&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD8zi2G525I/AAAAAAAAAcA/e2Up_JeLtXo/s1600-h/DVC00236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD8zi2G525I/AAAAAAAAAcA/e2Up_JeLtXo/s320/DVC00236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD8zjWG526I/AAAAAAAAAcI/KXRwE9nmMUY/s1600-h/DVC00237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD8zjWG526I/AAAAAAAAAcI/KXRwE9nmMUY/s320/DVC00237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-8854411267419774626?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/8854411267419774626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=8854411267419774626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/8854411267419774626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/8854411267419774626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/05/top-of-mountain.html' title='Top of a mountain'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD8zimG524I/AAAAAAAAAb4/Q4evtTXxYBM/s72-c/DVC00235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-2548621119437585630</id><published>2008-05-29T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T15:37:56.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Washington</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD8wQWG521I/AAAAAAAAAbg/sE0XXAS7Mjo/s1600-h/DVC00226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD8wQWG521I/AAAAAAAAAbg/sE0XXAS7Mjo/s320/DVC00226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We saw some interesting totpole.  We went up on top of the mountain it was clear and we could see the bay, and mountain really clear. This is part of the Olypia Forest&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD8wQmG522I/AAAAAAAAAbo/PnUIEBb8JEA/s1600-h/DVC00230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD8wQmG522I/AAAAAAAAAbo/PnUIEBb8JEA/s320/DVC00230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD8wQ2G523I/AAAAAAAAAbw/1bzJP4fRQ6c/s1600-h/DVC00231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD8wQ2G523I/AAAAAAAAAbw/1bzJP4fRQ6c/s320/DVC00231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-2548621119437585630?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/2548621119437585630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=2548621119437585630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/2548621119437585630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/2548621119437585630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/05/trip-to-washington.html' title='Trip to Washington'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SD8wQWG521I/AAAAAAAAAbg/sE0XXAS7Mjo/s72-c/DVC00226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-4632856285659790527</id><published>2008-05-05T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T00:18:54.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday heart Attack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SB6027JbOAI/AAAAAAAAAbA/5uH1py_gzUs/s1600-h/DVC00215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SB6027JbOAI/AAAAAAAAAbA/5uH1py_gzUs/s320/DVC00215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  This is the sign Angela made for Dad birthday. We went to boise for the day for day birthday.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SB603rJbOBI/AAAAAAAAAbI/p5hLCZbgGk4/s1600-h/DVC00224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SB603rJbOBI/AAAAAAAAAbI/p5hLCZbgGk4/s320/DVC00224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    next is Reif looking at the heart he help put up for the surprize for grandpa. Only he wanted all the same color  hearts together. He came and went to putting the same color heart together that he did not get to with mom putting up the heart&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SB603rJbOCI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/1PMDxMHXnuE/s1600-h/DVC00222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SB603rJbOCI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/1PMDxMHXnuE/s320/DVC00222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The last picture is him putting the green heart together&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-4632856285659790527?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/4632856285659790527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=4632856285659790527' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/4632856285659790527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/4632856285659790527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/05/birthday-heart-attack.html' title='Birthday heart Attack'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/SB6027JbOAI/AAAAAAAAAbA/5uH1py_gzUs/s72-c/DVC00215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-4312473544952417417</id><published>2008-04-24T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T08:05:44.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I been working</title><content type='html'>We had two rential become empy. I paint and clean. One got a happy rent in aptment.  I painting and cleaning the other trailor. I hope to have it ready by the first of the month. That the last for me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-4312473544952417417?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/4312473544952417417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=4312473544952417417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/4312473544952417417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/4312473544952417417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-been-working.html' title='I been working'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-6566769194154593364</id><published>2008-03-09T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T20:32:48.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The call [your truck is on fire]</title><content type='html'>The last time that I wrote I talk about the fire that I had started. And now here it is a month later and I have another story. There I was minding my own busness and a lady call on the phone and said "Is this B -Z plumbing" and I said yes and that's when she told me that my truck was on fire, I thanked her and asked where she was calling from,she said that she was just leaving Gooding so I thanked her and called Alma, I told him that his truck was on fire . The phone went dead and then I called the fire department in case the fire got out of hand. I called later to find out what happen. Alma said  that he knew what to do and stoped the truck and started throwing snow on the water heater and box that was in the back, and buy the time that the fire dipartment got there they had the fire out. The only thing that got burned was the wire on the hoist and we was able to repair that with the parts off of  a old hoist we had.  The most importan part was the fact that we still have the truck and nobody was hurt.  How the fire got started only Alma knows but I hope that he get it under control soon, he told me that he would.  So another day another dollar  And of course just because I burned something doesn't mean that he has to right, right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-6566769194154593364?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/6566769194154593364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=6566769194154593364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6566769194154593364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6566769194154593364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/03/call-your-truck-is-on-fire.html' title='The call [your truck is on fire]'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-8585732368232824724</id><published>2008-01-26T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T13:25:10.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The two towers of fire</title><content type='html'>There is a time when you think that you know every thing and that you are not going to do something stupid right!!!! Take for instants I have been around stoves a fire my whole life and I know how to take care of ashes right?? Right!! So I'm waiting for a man to show up for a bid on trimming my fruit trees.  The ashes needs to be taken out so I look for something to haul them out in, and all I can find is a cardboard box. [Now don't get ahead of the story]  I get the ashes put into the box and dumped in the dumpster in the corner where it will not start a fire. Then and [this is the good part] I take the empty box over to feed the dogs.  I notice that a piece of paper at the bottem of the box is glowing so I let a few ashes cover it up and did't think any more of it. I sat it down by the two water heaters that I had bought special for a job, to have them on hand when they need them, becauce it take four weeks to get them in. Needless to say 10 minutes later Alma came in saying that two water heaters were on fire.  We ran out to see what had happen, and by then they were both complety burned up. They burned hot enough to blacken the ceiling and some boxes of toilets that were with in 3 feet of them.  My first reaction was disbelief and shock. But then I saw that it was a miracle that it didn't burn all my other toilets and 10 other water heaters and the whole building.  So I thanked heavenly father for the lesson and and for keeping it from being a bigger problem. And another thing I found out that the two water heaters that burned where not the right ones, that I ordered for a the special job, and thats the reason they were more exspecive then the other ones. So I got on the phone and call my suppler and told him that I had just burned up the two water heaters, and were not the right ones. And I laughed when he asked for the serial number on them.  I said they are burned up and I can see that they are not the right ones.  Needless to say he has new ones comming and this time they will be the right ones. The whole time that I had them I kept getting the impression to open one of them up to make sure the they were the right ones and even one of the dogs ripped a big hole in one of them, but I did nothing.  So there you go, if you don't follow that little voice that try's to help us  do the right thing every day then he will find a way to do it for us. So for me today lesson learned and I sure that I will try to be more receptive tomarrow, and with out a doubt I know that I'm not alone in running this busness and every thing happens for a reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-8585732368232824724?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/8585732368232824724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=8585732368232824724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/8585732368232824724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/8585732368232824724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/01/two-towers-of-fire.html' title='The two towers of fire'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-8797354577882029053</id><published>2008-01-20T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T16:56:52.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last exspirence in Los Mochis</title><content type='html'>We have been working with a member who had been inactive for a while and she told us of her daugher that had a medical problem and wanted a blessing. So we got the name and number of the gal and picked up the Elders to visit her. It took awhile to find her and to our suprize she was there. She invited us in and started to tell about what was on her mind. It had been a while since she had been to church, in fact it had been 15 years. She was wanting to know if she was still able to get a blessing and be worthy of it.  We told her that of course she would be able to get it with out any problem. To start out we did a little chit chat and then the&lt;br /&gt;elder asked if we could sing a hymn for her. After the hymn we had a prayer and asked her to give a prayer also to invite the spirit to be with us. After the blessing we started to say our good buys and leave on the way out she said that she could remember a hymn in her mind and started to sing it.  As she sing the Elders said page 118 that the one you are singing, I couldn't believe it, after all these years this hymn was still on the tip of her tongue to help her fill the spirit. And then she said my body is filling warm, and thats when I told she it was the power of God healing her. And also I told her that it didn't matter how long it has been since you have gone to church because today is the first day of your life. No body is keeping track of the last time you have been to church, it is only between you and God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-8797354577882029053?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/8797354577882029053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=8797354577882029053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/8797354577882029053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/8797354577882029053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/01/last-exspirence-in-los-mochis.html' title='Last exspirence in Los Mochis'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-1660499413535204522</id><published>2008-01-20T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T11:28:04.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OgwrflqZI/AAAAAAAAAao/i9C7NuOUyXc/s1600-h/DVC00156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OgwrflqZI/AAAAAAAAAao/i9C7NuOUyXc/s320/DVC00156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5Ogw7flqaI/AAAAAAAAAaw/uZ7uZBsQLFA/s1600-h/DVC00158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5Ogw7flqaI/AAAAAAAAAaw/uZ7uZBsQLFA/s320/DVC00158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Cleaning the drive way and park spaces on the farm,  Brent back to work for the winter with the frozen pipe . We had a east wind which freeze thing up more. I do not know why it just does. unless we just do not plan for east wind and leave thing unprotected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5Ogw7flqbI/AAAAAAAAAa4/CD5du14FwV8/s1600-h/DVC00157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5Ogw7flqbI/AAAAAAAAAa4/CD5du14FwV8/s320/DVC00157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-1660499413535204522?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/1660499413535204522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=1660499413535204522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/1660499413535204522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/1660499413535204522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/01/cleaning-drive-way-and-park-spaces-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OgwrflqZI/AAAAAAAAAao/i9C7NuOUyXc/s72-c/DVC00156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-2706685759861023305</id><published>2008-01-20T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T11:21:42.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It cold at home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OfQ7flqWI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/LraJ06V94tE/s1600-h/DVC00154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OfQ7flqWI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/LraJ06V94tE/s320/DVC00154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Front of our house. next picture of baptism of nicolus. I dod not know how to spell. The ice icelici is from the water to the air conditioner left on very small spray out over the roof. Brent got it turn off just hope very Ok lot of weight. could take the tv atta when come off&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OfRbflqXI/AAAAAAAAAaY/bbo8eO8nBRg/s1600-h/DVC00150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OfRbflqXI/AAAAAAAAAaY/bbo8eO8nBRg/s320/DVC00150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OfRrflqYI/AAAAAAAAAag/W-LdSkigPJU/s1600-h/DVC00155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OfRrflqYI/AAAAAAAAAag/W-LdSkigPJU/s320/DVC00155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-2706685759861023305?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/2706685759861023305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=2706685759861023305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/2706685759861023305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/2706685759861023305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/01/it-cold-at-home.html' title='It cold at home'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OfQ7flqWI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/LraJ06V94tE/s72-c/DVC00154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-6356172900959215297</id><published>2008-01-20T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T11:14:11.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inportant Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OdfrflqTI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/X2NL8BhSfC8/s1600-h/DVC00147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OdfrflqTI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/X2NL8BhSfC8/s320/DVC00147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sophia in her dress from mexico she so pretty. Niclous got batized so good to be home to see it. I made him a blacket to remember the holy Ghost is a comforter. What a wonderful way to start the new year&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OdgbflqUI/AAAAAAAAAaA/U9m7PTKJbRc/s1600-h/DVC00148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OdgbflqUI/AAAAAAAAAaA/U9m7PTKJbRc/s320/DVC00148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5Odg7flqVI/AAAAAAAAAaI/pHST63lbSyM/s1600-h/DVC00153-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5Odg7flqVI/AAAAAAAAAaI/pHST63lbSyM/s320/DVC00153-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-6356172900959215297?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/6356172900959215297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=6356172900959215297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6356172900959215297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6356172900959215297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/01/inportant-day.html' title='Inportant Day'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OdfrflqTI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/X2NL8BhSfC8/s72-c/DVC00147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-3322053571047798441</id><published>2008-01-20T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T10:57:45.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OZlbflqQI/AAAAAAAAAZg/8IA8gqy5KBM/s1600-h/DVC00133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OZlbflqQI/AAAAAAAAAZg/8IA8gqy5KBM/s320/DVC00133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the bathroom Brent put into the little curch building down there. This is Brent fill the tank for water for the sink and toilet. The toilet really flusher with line out to the drain ditch. One of the big thing we need to do down there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OZorflqRI/AAAAAAAAAZo/FBH7oDwX_tQ/s1600-h/DVC00134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OZorflqRI/AAAAAAAAAZo/FBH7oDwX_tQ/s320/DVC00134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OZp7flqSI/AAAAAAAAAZw/KBDqwRrhyKI/s1600-h/DVC00135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OZp7flqSI/AAAAAAAAAZw/KBDqwRrhyKI/s320/DVC00135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-3322053571047798441?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/3322053571047798441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=3322053571047798441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/3322053571047798441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/3322053571047798441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/01/bathroom.html' title='Bathroom'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OZlbflqQI/AAAAAAAAAZg/8IA8gqy5KBM/s72-c/DVC00133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-7918869254412069663</id><published>2008-01-20T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T10:52:06.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heading home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OYVLflqNI/AAAAAAAAAZI/4Aki6Q9GMiA/s1600-h/DVC00139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OYVLflqNI/AAAAAAAAAZI/4Aki6Q9GMiA/s320/DVC00139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;neighbor lady who moved in just few day before we did and move out the day before we left. she spoken very good english just not a lot but she help me with my spanish.  bird on the cautus one thing we saw on the way out of mexico.  The last picture is of Brent first mission president who went to there fourty mission reunion. We got to see Lillian new baby boy They name Porter. I went back after we were home few week to help her with the baby while she went back to work. Come home for christmas. Isabella come through on her way down to Lillian to help. She stay there while husband deplored. This will help keep her busy. weather warm so more thing for the kids to do. Lillian was praying for help who say the lord does not answer prayers. We know it was time for us to come home. Look like the lord got other plans for us&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OYVLflqOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/33abGUrQMWQ/s1600-h/DVC00141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OYVLflqOI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/33abGUrQMWQ/s320/DVC00141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OYVbflqPI/AAAAAAAAAZY/_Ys2ZEwGe00/s1600-h/DVC00144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OYVbflqPI/AAAAAAAAAZY/_Ys2ZEwGe00/s320/DVC00144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-7918869254412069663?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/7918869254412069663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=7918869254412069663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/7918869254412069663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/7918869254412069663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/01/heading-home.html' title='heading home'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OYVLflqNI/AAAAAAAAAZI/4Aki6Q9GMiA/s72-c/DVC00139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-5920637677636376899</id><published>2008-01-20T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T10:40:04.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Venders</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OVgLflqKI/AAAAAAAAAYw/7YJCel3WvRE/s1600-h/DVC00130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OVgLflqKI/AAAAAAAAAYw/7YJCel3WvRE/s320/DVC00130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  He sell yogert in the hospitial with cereal and little cream on top in plastic cups.   the nex vender sell toys for the kids while they wait with parent at the hospitial.               The Last picture is of Brent giving out little old lady who ceritifics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OVg7flqLI/AAAAAAAAAY4/mPgEsC01588/s1600-h/DVC00131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OVg7flqLI/AAAAAAAAAY4/mPgEsC01588/s320/DVC00131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OVg7flqMI/AAAAAAAAAZA/X_9RjbJoFgk/s1600-h/DVC00137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OVg7flqMI/AAAAAAAAAZA/X_9RjbJoFgk/s320/DVC00137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; 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FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OTg7flqHI/AAAAAAAAAYY/yvXF7-VPNVA/s320/DVC00127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stundent nurses next year nurse then the teachers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OTjLflqII/AAAAAAAAAYg/8h5Mtf2tDlk/s1600-h/DVC00132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OTjLflqII/AAAAAAAAAYg/8h5Mtf2tDlk/s320/DVC00132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OTkLflqJI/AAAAAAAAAYo/-fYSWTzwoek/s1600-h/DVC00128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OTkLflqJI/AAAAAAAAAYo/-fYSWTzwoek/s320/DVC00128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-2736892130999241103?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/2736892130999241103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=2736892130999241103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/2736892130999241103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/2736892130999241103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/01/all-in-white-look-so-clean.html' title='All in White look so clean'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OTg7flqHI/AAAAAAAAAYY/yvXF7-VPNVA/s72-c/DVC00127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-6564312416101683932</id><published>2008-01-20T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T10:23:03.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivie Mexico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5ORhbflqEI/AAAAAAAAAYA/a9QryTRyruc/s1600-h/DVC00105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5ORhbflqEI/AAAAAAAAAYA/a9QryTRyruc/s320/DVC00105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They had a ward party for mexico indepantent day. They have fun it you want to dance you go dance. You do not need a parter. Women dance with women  you just go have fun  the last picture our of the ward farwell party for us. We miss them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5ORhrflqFI/AAAAAAAAAYI/1w2qzcDE_vg/s1600-h/DVC00118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5ORhrflqFI/AAAAAAAAAYI/1w2qzcDE_vg/s320/DVC00118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5ORh7flqGI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/UAzC8IfiVPs/s1600-h/DVC00123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5ORh7flqGI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/UAzC8IfiVPs/s320/DVC00123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-6564312416101683932?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/6564312416101683932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=6564312416101683932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6564312416101683932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6564312416101683932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/01/vivie-mexico.html' title='Vivie Mexico'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5ORhbflqEI/AAAAAAAAAYA/a9QryTRyruc/s72-c/DVC00105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-1822774475854211837</id><published>2008-01-20T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T10:14:54.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Days on a mission</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OPnLflqBI/AAAAAAAAAXo/2S2Yr5vtC34/s1600-h/DVC00096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OPnLflqBI/AAAAAAAAAXo/2S2Yr5vtC34/s320/DVC00096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Love the extra large mago we got to eat on the mission. the other picture our of park we go walking in. The trail had lots of turn in it we enjoy going around. We hope to get around the trail aless twice which did not happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OPnbflqCI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Q_ZnXZs3mTk/s1600-h/DVC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OPnbflqCI/AAAAAAAAAXw/Q_ZnXZs3mTk/s320/DVC00097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OPnrflqDI/AAAAAAAAAX4/gfVqEUP9A6w/s1600-h/DVC00098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OPnrflqDI/AAAAAAAAAX4/gfVqEUP9A6w/s320/DVC00098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-1822774475854211837?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/1822774475854211837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=1822774475854211837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/1822774475854211837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/1822774475854211837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/01/fun-days-on-mission.html' title='Fun Days on a mission'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/R5OPnLflqBI/AAAAAAAAAXo/2S2Yr5vtC34/s72-c/DVC00096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-1737052956238842010</id><published>2008-01-14T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T15:49:22.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the gring of making money</title><content type='html'>It has been three mounths since we have left the mission, my how time flies. I thought that I would write a little bite of what has happened since we have been back. First of all we got to see Lillian and Rob baby boy, we stayed there for two days. And from there we drove to Salt Lake to the furnial of my Annt. We got up at 4:30 int the morning to ge there. It was nice to see the relatives and my brothers and sisters, they were very suprized to see us. Later that night we drove up to Bountiful for my fourty year class reunion from my first mission in Guatemala y El Salvador. What a treat to see some of my old companions and even our mission Pres. and his wife was there. After the reunion we headed out for home, by the time we got into the Jerome valley it was about 1:00 in the morning.  Looking towards Twin Falls we could see the lights where the new temple was being built. And as we was driving through town we could see two new schools being built and a whole bunch of new houses and sub division I could not believe how much this town has changed in one year. When we got home  it was so cold when we got out of the car, we just grabed some stuff and headed up to the office for the night.  This was saturday night and conferance was sunday so it gave us a chance to rest and get ready for  monday morning work.  I just changed the answer on the answer  machine put on my work clothes and was in business.  There was a lot to do to get things up and running so I left that to Connie and Angela. And the rest was just me and the Lord back in the work force agan. With in the first two weeks we had brough in enough money to get the business up and running.  And I quickly found out that I needed help to get all the work done that wqas comming in.  Alma had gotten a good job with Reises Plumbing where his is learning more about new work. And Diago had gotten a new job in lath and plaster doing house. In about 3 weeks I found a man who name is JoseMunoz that spoke spanish and English very well and was all so willing to learn a new trade, so I left him my card and told him to call me when he was ready to go to work. About a month and a half later he called and has been working with me since.  Also about the first of December Alma was laid off at Reises Plumbing and now I have a great work force again.  Not that I couldn't do it all any more it's that part of me keeping the business going was to teach others how to have a good livehood and also the good people that depent on me to take care of their plumbing. I even had one lady say to me[ I don't mind that you people go out and serve the Lord, I think that it's great but from now on you are not allowed to leave till i'm dead!!!] Of course I teared up a little knowing that some of my customers love me that much. Any way it's been about four months now and the business is doing great. Also since we have been home Ammon and michell hand a baby girl, and she was born on the 9 of Dec. and her name is Mara. Alma and Missty had a baby girl the first day of January ,her name is Skyla Nevaeh,can you believe it missed a good tax deduction for a whole year by one day. I have just recieved a new calling in the spanish branch as first counselor.  We have hit the ground and it was great to be so needed here.  I lose about fourty pounds in Mexico and also Connie lose over 10 pounds. We learned so much in Mexico and we are going to keep up on writing, and of course hearing from everybody else will be great too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-1737052956238842010?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/1737052956238842010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=1737052956238842010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/1737052956238842010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/1737052956238842010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2008/01/back-to-gring-of-making-money.html' title='Back to the gring of making money'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-2285792330894278342</id><published>2007-12-02T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T19:05:58.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>home</title><content type='html'>We just got home and relist. The stake prisendent wont to talk to brent them put him in the spanish branch as first concils  The Lord got us were he wont us. I helping Lillian who had to go back to work at the school. Porter a fun baby to watch. I will be here at less till just before christmas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-2285792330894278342?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/2285792330894278342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=2285792330894278342' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/2285792330894278342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/2285792330894278342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/12/home.html' title='home'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-9209155356361927028</id><published>2007-09-22T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T14:26:53.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>We finish and head home around the first of Oct.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-9209155356361927028?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/9209155356361927028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=9209155356361927028' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/9209155356361927028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/9209155356361927028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/09/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-8857213834915776407</id><published>2007-09-14T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T17:02:55.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RushL9B2hcI/AAAAAAAAAXg/rSm7sZupBDY/s1600-h/DVC00080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RushL9B2hcI/AAAAAAAAAXg/rSm7sZupBDY/s320/DVC00080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Big brother helping clean up little brother. It muddy and little brother like runing and sliding in the mud so he be muddy again soon.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-8857213834915776407?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/8857213834915776407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=8857213834915776407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/8857213834915776407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/8857213834915776407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/09/big-brother.html' title='Big brother'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RushL9B2hcI/AAAAAAAAAXg/rSm7sZupBDY/s72-c/DVC00080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-2571482500504464804</id><published>2007-09-14T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T16:58:59.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of people</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RusgP9B2hZI/AAAAAAAAAXI/mS2pgGdSDA4/s1600-h/DVC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RusgP9B2hZI/AAAAAAAAAXI/mS2pgGdSDA4/s320/DVC00072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I was wondering what the meeting in the feild was but there working planting pepper, onion and tomateos. It the rainy season and this is a bridge or what left of the bridge we drive over out to the farm.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RusgQdB2haI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/bWm4DVdWKL8/s1600-h/DVC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RusgQdB2haI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/bWm4DVdWKL8/s320/DVC00073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RusgQ9B2hbI/AAAAAAAAAXY/ugDbCXxgtjU/s1600-h/DVC00076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RusgQ9B2hbI/AAAAAAAAAXY/ugDbCXxgtjU/s320/DVC00076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-2571482500504464804?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/2571482500504464804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=2571482500504464804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/2571482500504464804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/2571482500504464804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/09/lots-of-people.html' title='Lots of people'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RusgP9B2hZI/AAAAAAAAAXI/mS2pgGdSDA4/s72-c/DVC00072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-940458271785915041</id><published>2007-09-12T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T08:11:41.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trash</title><content type='html'>They test the potateo they put into storage. They haul the cut potateo away as trash. We take the potateo to pople here. We take some to different people in the group. They all enjoy them because work a little slow right now.  We were finish the delivery to make it to our bishop meeting on time only to find they were out of good drinking water. Brent took them to get water and we were very late to our meeting. Visiting take time and this day was very busy just visiting people.&lt;br /&gt;We went after the meeting out to sing with a branch getting ready for there conferance in Nov. Brent had fun leading the singer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-940458271785915041?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/940458271785915041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=940458271785915041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/940458271785915041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/940458271785915041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/09/trash.html' title='Trash'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-3658457750850756581</id><published>2007-09-12T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T07:29:54.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another unplan day</title><content type='html'>Has the missionary over the a new elder first piano lessen.  We had to leave them a moment to help the other missionary in another area. We pickthem up for Walmart and took them home. They had a long walk just to get to Walmart to shop for there food. Check on the leak they had in there house. Left them to get the thing we need at our house. The missionary were still there. they had fun playing the piano. We took them to there lunch appointment. We got our pipe for the repair and went back to the other Elder house. They got four elder livering together so they have a nicer house. I was working on what lessen we were going to give for family home evening. The elder we work with before ask if we were going to give family home evening. Brent said yea and gave them some of the treats so much like boys.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Jesus Valancea house for family home evening.  Family stugguling with life right now.  Work just start back sometime that the hardest time just before thing get better. We talk about jona and the whale. Play a game with a spoonful of water. You try and guess what animal,color, or fruit the person thinking.   When you guess you get a spoonful of water. With it being hot your wet for maybe a minute. There daughter went around the circle three time and we still not guess her animal. Brent gave her the treat to pass out and keep the extra. She told us she was a thinking of a stunk. We had fun and got some people laughing a little. Had green sucker for a treat.&lt;br /&gt;When we went to leave we saw a neighbor that a member ask if we could visit them. Last four times we have try to visit no one been home. Brent teastying ask if they live there. They said they did. There a better spirit at there house. We show themn picture of  our activity and visit with them.  Hope we see them at church.  It was just nice to visit with them.&lt;br /&gt;End of full unplan day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-3658457750850756581?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/3658457750850756581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=3658457750850756581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/3658457750850756581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/3658457750850756581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/09/another-unplan-day.html' title='Another unplan day'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-3274610012550523771</id><published>2007-09-10T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T06:09:50.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stake Conferance</title><content type='html'>Brent felt sad no one wonted him to play for church back a few week. Will God answer with the other stake president asking him to play for conferance. He ask me to lead the song for just one meeting which I was glad to do. We worry about missing a sunday meeting with our little group. Brent said he do it if it rain and the stake president said it was though raining. We let them know we not be there and had someone bring the bread.  It started raining a little before 9 o'clock which is when we do our group meeting.  Conferance was great but it rain the whole time of the meeting. The rain stop just as we finish the meeting.  We found out the group had 25 people to church with out us. The rain make it hard out on the dirt road because the mud stick to shoe and tires so bad. They have blade just to scape the mud off your shoes. They came to church even with the mud. God Bless them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-3274610012550523771?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/3274610012550523771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=3274610012550523771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/3274610012550523771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/3274610012550523771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/09/stake-conferance.html' title='Stake Conferance'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-5803174243608023283</id><published>2007-09-10T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T05:59:28.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Toe</title><content type='html'>We took Mauro (who lost his toe) wife to see the Doctor. She has a ingrow toe nail and has let it go for over two month. First thing they talk to her about waiting so long before she came to the doctor. The doctor gave her med for the swelling of the toe. When the swelling go down then they will take off the toe nail. We wonder about the way they do thing sometime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-5803174243608023283?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/5803174243608023283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=5803174243608023283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5803174243608023283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5803174243608023283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/09/another-toe.html' title='Another Toe'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-3397593877986482034</id><published>2007-09-09T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T22:58:17.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hot and not bothered</title><content type='html'>It's sunday and I am in the casa de oracion or our little building that we meet in and I look down and my tie is soaking wet from sweating. Even though I have a fan blowing on me. I can't believe how humid it is in there. And we are in there with 30 other people, it was time to take the sacriment and I was thinking about how quiet it was and saying how do these people deal with this kind of heat. But soon it was all over and we was on our way back to the house in our air condition car with 11 other people in it ,yep, 11 it's only a short ride to their place. With the air conditioning on in the house I know that we are a LITTLE spoiled here. Even the Elders can't have air conditioning here just fans. Thats the way that it was in my first mission and I survived and by the way my old campanion just let me know that they are having our 40th anniversary of my first mission I can't believe that it has been that long. So I hung my tie out to dry and with a cold drink and a little air I will be ready to face another day here. And everything is so green now because of the rain it's so beautiful. Like I tell the people just another day in Paradise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-3397593877986482034?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/3397593877986482034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=3397593877986482034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/3397593877986482034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/3397593877986482034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/09/hot-and-not-bothered.html' title='hot and not bothered'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-5368645412357962601</id><published>2007-09-05T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T13:21:25.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Water water everywhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8PxOG0IgI/AAAAAAAAAW4/AM1Z4M3Iyic/s1600-h/DVC00067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8PxOG0IgI/AAAAAAAAAW4/AM1Z4M3Iyic/s320/DVC00067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This motorcycle took the rain storm to go the wrong way on a one way road. The Bus was out and about getting pople to work there were three people ridding the bus all wear full yellow rain clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8PxeG0IhI/AAAAAAAAAXA/By5y1gtQsCo/s1600-h/DVC00068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8PxeG0IhI/AAAAAAAAAXA/By5y1gtQsCo/s320/DVC00068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-5368645412357962601?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/5368645412357962601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=5368645412357962601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5368645412357962601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5368645412357962601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/09/water-water-everywhere.html' title='Water water everywhere'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8PxOG0IgI/AAAAAAAAAW4/AM1Z4M3Iyic/s72-c/DVC00067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-5081872582370576647</id><published>2007-09-05T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T13:17:22.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We got rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8O0eG0IdI/AAAAAAAAAWg/6zyrRBZ_964/s1600-h/DVC00069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8O0eG0IdI/AAAAAAAAAWg/6zyrRBZ_964/s320/DVC00069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It start raining yesterday afternoon. We had to visit some of our group and the dirt road get muddy that add inch to you shoe and tire of the car. This afternoon I went out for a moment to look around. Some of the city drain do not work. Some of this rain I think from H. The next picture is a neighbor lady letting kid run off some energy. This water a little cold&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8O0eG0IeI/AAAAAAAAAWo/pNWty11rLeo/s1600-h/DVC00061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8O0eG0IeI/AAAAAAAAAWo/pNWty11rLeo/s320/DVC00061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8O0uG0IfI/AAAAAAAAAWw/df7LAyc5j8U/s1600-h/DVC00062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8O0uG0IfI/AAAAAAAAAWw/df7LAyc5j8U/s320/DVC00062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-5081872582370576647?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/5081872582370576647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=5081872582370576647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5081872582370576647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5081872582370576647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/09/we-got-rain.html' title='We got rain'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8O0eG0IdI/AAAAAAAAAWg/6zyrRBZ_964/s72-c/DVC00069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-5380681511307755898</id><published>2007-09-05T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T12:39:47.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desert Sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8GAeG0IbI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/yhRIueP26Cc/s1600-h/DVC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8GAeG0IbI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/yhRIueP26Cc/s320/DVC00022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I do not miss sunset like at home because they have them here. It so fun to see the color full the sky. We were to take Elder on an error to day to San Mangel. He call to tell us all elder at ground too there houses. There a Hurricane came our way head up to next State in US I do not know what they call it here. We staying inside which is very hard on Dad . We had a few people tell us a storm was comeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8GA-G0IcI/AAAAAAAAAWY/iIvzNdB9kKU/s1600-h/DVC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8GA-G0IcI/AAAAAAAAAWY/iIvzNdB9kKU/s320/DVC00023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-5380681511307755898?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/5380681511307755898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=5380681511307755898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5380681511307755898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5380681511307755898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/09/desert-sky.html' title='Desert Sky'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8GAeG0IbI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/yhRIueP26Cc/s72-c/DVC00022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-6853738669074774974</id><published>2007-09-05T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T12:29:43.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seating in the water</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8DpuG0IYI/AAAAAAAAAV4/S45XnlWA-bY/s1600-h/DVC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8DpuG0IYI/AAAAAAAAAV4/S45XnlWA-bY/s320/DVC00054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8DpuG0IZI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Ef_BpkEAlJo/s1600-h/DVC00055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8DpuG0IZI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Ef_BpkEAlJo/s320/DVC00055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8Dp-G0IaI/AAAAAAAAAWI/R05IOGAJ3jY/s1600-h/DVC00058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8Dp-G0IaI/AAAAAAAAAWI/R05IOGAJ3jY/s320/DVC00058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-6853738669074774974?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/6853738669074774974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=6853738669074774974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6853738669074774974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6853738669074774974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/09/seating-in-water.html' title='Seating in the water'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8DpuG0IYI/AAAAAAAAAV4/S45XnlWA-bY/s72-c/DVC00054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-1337191759232495060</id><published>2007-09-05T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T12:26:50.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8C-OG0IVI/AAAAAAAAAVg/cJI53ISEKjc/s1600-h/DVC00051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8C-OG0IVI/AAAAAAAAAVg/cJI53ISEKjc/s320/DVC00051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This is one the person that offed us a bar of soap&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8C-eG0IWI/AAAAAAAAAVo/1EcW9xMNuX4/s1600-h/DVC00052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8C-eG0IWI/AAAAAAAAAVo/1EcW9xMNuX4/s320/DVC00052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8C-eG0IXI/AAAAAAAAAVw/XfMjdc2JLsU/s1600-h/DVC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8C-eG0IXI/AAAAAAAAAVw/XfMjdc2JLsU/s320/DVC00053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-1337191759232495060?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/1337191759232495060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=1337191759232495060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/1337191759232495060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/1337191759232495060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/09/soap.html' title='Soap'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8C-OG0IVI/AAAAAAAAAVg/cJI53ISEKjc/s72-c/DVC00051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-5716685558736911680</id><published>2007-09-05T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T12:23:48.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we fill a Bus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8CQ-G0ISI/AAAAAAAAAVI/L-dvyU1AYEo/s1600-h/DVC00046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8CQ-G0ISI/AAAAAAAAAVI/L-dvyU1AYEo/s320/DVC00046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8CROG0ITI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/P1aUjQK9mi0/s1600-h/DVC00047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8CROG0ITI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/P1aUjQK9mi0/s320/DVC00047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8CROG0IUI/AAAAAAAAAVY/VACiY-gZqv0/s1600-h/DVC00048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8CROG0IUI/AAAAAAAAAVY/VACiY-gZqv0/s320/DVC00048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-5716685558736911680?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/5716685558736911680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=5716685558736911680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5716685558736911680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5716685558736911680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/09/we-fill-bus.html' title='we fill a Bus'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8CQ-G0ISI/AAAAAAAAAVI/L-dvyU1AYEo/s72-c/DVC00046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-4089372516429735874</id><published>2007-09-05T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T12:21:34.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Water un</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8BveG0IPI/AAAAAAAAAUw/aG9BGgRuWQE/s1600-h/DVC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8BveG0IPI/AAAAAAAAAUw/aG9BGgRuWQE/s320/DVC00042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  The baby at the bottom is little over a month old&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8BveG0IQI/AAAAAAAAAU4/XkHQ5ruvqng/s1600-h/DVC00043-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8BveG0IQI/AAAAAAAAAU4/XkHQ5ruvqng/s320/DVC00043-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8BvuG0IRI/AAAAAAAAAVA/dl9nwpk1iLA/s1600-h/DVC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8BvuG0IRI/AAAAAAAAAVA/dl9nwpk1iLA/s320/DVC00044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-4089372516429735874?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/4089372516429735874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=4089372516429735874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/4089372516429735874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/4089372516429735874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/09/water-un.html' title='Water un'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8BveG0IPI/AAAAAAAAAUw/aG9BGgRuWQE/s72-c/DVC00042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-1147136749655339688</id><published>2007-09-05T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T12:18:11.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More fune</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8A8eG0IMI/AAAAAAAAAUY/PcC_32QhNF0/s1600-h/DVC00039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8A8eG0IMI/AAAAAAAAAUY/PcC_32QhNF0/s320/DVC00039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8A8uG0INI/AAAAAAAAAUg/4kzGVZYuCSc/s1600-h/DVC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8A8uG0INI/AAAAAAAAAUg/4kzGVZYuCSc/s320/DVC00040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8A8uG0IOI/AAAAAAAAAUo/0BMNnHCoUHU/s1600-h/DVC00041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8A8uG0IOI/AAAAAAAAAUo/0BMNnHCoUHU/s320/DVC00041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-1147136749655339688?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/1147136749655339688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=1147136749655339688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/1147136749655339688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/1147136749655339688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/09/more-fune.html' title='More fune'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8A8eG0IMI/AAAAAAAAAUY/PcC_32QhNF0/s72-c/DVC00039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-4402931037780276547</id><published>2007-09-05T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T12:15:12.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8AP-G0IJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/BbySgkS5EPI/s1600-h/DVC00033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8AP-G0IJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/BbySgkS5EPI/s320/DVC00033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The water was knee deep and warm.  The river at San Megal was clear. It was clound so we did not get the mostiquetoe. The little kid love playing in the water. The canal by there houses is to deep. The mother took there little  baby into the water. Teaching them early about water.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8AQOG0IKI/AAAAAAAAAUI/0ztDo_l2T7Q/s1600-h/DVC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8AQOG0IKI/AAAAAAAAAUI/0ztDo_l2T7Q/s320/DVC00037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8AQOG0ILI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/x0prlXdRLAo/s1600-h/DVC00038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8AQOG0ILI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/x0prlXdRLAo/s320/DVC00038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-4402931037780276547?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/4402931037780276547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=4402931037780276547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/4402931037780276547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/4402931037780276547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/09/swimming-party.html' title='Swimming Party'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt8AP-G0IJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/BbySgkS5EPI/s72-c/DVC00033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-5429481949600015460</id><published>2007-09-05T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T12:10:08.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt7_DeG0IGI/AAAAAAAAATo/W7S-ornp98o/s1600-h/DVC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt7_DeG0IGI/AAAAAAAAATo/W7S-ornp98o/s320/DVC00014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We went look at the river to take the group to swim, But because of lots of rain found the river too muddy. We saw some bautiful landscape. They got the river dam in lot of place for the canal that grow lot of crop down here.  Found a Boy fishing with net. They do alot down here.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt7_D-G0IHI/AAAAAAAAATw/5v_nyNIChkA/s1600-h/DVC00017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt7_D-G0IHI/AAAAAAAAATw/5v_nyNIChkA/s320/DVC00017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt7_EOG0III/AAAAAAAAAT4/HOzCs46wAnw/s1600-h/DVC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt7_EOG0III/AAAAAAAAAT4/HOzCs46wAnw/s320/DVC00021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-5429481949600015460?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/5429481949600015460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=5429481949600015460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5429481949600015460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5429481949600015460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/09/looking.html' title='Looking'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rt7_DeG0IGI/AAAAAAAAATo/W7S-ornp98o/s72-c/DVC00014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-5350195345378817594</id><published>2007-09-03T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T21:19:33.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast Sunday</title><content type='html'>I bore my testimony inspainish miss a phase O well. Lady with the twist foot say she could bear her testimony no way. Sunday she bore her testimony.  She said the church was true. She told about the family trouble she been having but how the lord help her though it. It so fun to see people personial grow.   End of personial growing day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-5350195345378817594?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/5350195345378817594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=5350195345378817594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5350195345378817594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5350195345378817594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/09/fast-sunday.html' title='Fast Sunday'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-6474955674014672215</id><published>2007-08-28T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T10:03:48.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Pepper are started</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RtRVcuG0IFI/AAAAAAAAATg/PH8dVtJtFh8/s1600-h/DVC00858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; 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We had stop buy the house sunday to take them to church and they were all very sad and upset because one of the older sons had come drunk and started hitting people. They had to call the police and he was put in jail.  Any way I told them that we would come back the next day to check up on them and have family home evening with them. It's only been a month since she was baptized, I thought it would help would be a good time to teach them about this. The next day we was alittle apprehensive about going there because of the problem they had had the day earler.  When we got there she was waiting with her hair fixed  up and a clean dress on and there was sense of anticipation for what was about to happen. It was close to evening and the sky was turning orange and the birds were singing it was like time was standing still.  It was very peace-full.  We had the elders with us so they started the lesson out with the importance of the family and of course of being married.  The elders was hitting them really hard with this knowing that there was a problem in this famly already.  I dicided to step in and help them to understand it alittle bit better.  I simple told them that that it was a comandment of god and that it was important to teach the children about this principle.  In the end the elders ask Cleofa who she would like to give the closing pray and you know what, she offered to do it. It was such a wonderful prayer, she thanked heavenly father for his protection and help with the family, it was wonderful.  And this coming for a gal that had a hard time praying before.  After this we played a short game and passed out the treats [marshmallo's yum] and the night was done . What a difference a day makes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-2812921225178378770?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/2812921225178378770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=2812921225178378770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/2812921225178378770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/2812921225178378770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/08/home-evening-and-orange-sky.html' title='Home Evening and the orange sky.'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-2761080958926915505</id><published>2007-08-28T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T07:57:24.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RtQ30eG0IBI/AAAAAAAAATA/zFVeZZIEOQk/s1600-h/DVC00849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RtQ30eG0IBI/AAAAAAAAATA/zFVeZZIEOQk/s320/DVC00849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Flower that bloom only at night here in mexico they grow on a catus&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RtQ30-G0ICI/AAAAAAAAATI/acc5_mETg0Q/s1600-h/DVC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RtQ30-G0ICI/AAAAAAAAATI/acc5_mETg0Q/s320/DVC00003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RtQ31OG0IDI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Pen2dKcUvfI/s1600-h/DVC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RtQ31OG0IDI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Pen2dKcUvfI/s320/DVC00002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Gomosenda he was just baptised this saturday. We been taking the missionary out to teach him and his brother. His brother does not think he can quit smoking so he could get bapised. We had a lot of rain this week so we also got a lot of study time in for my spanish Brent said it help I can not tell the different. Except Brent correct me less.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-2761080958926915505?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/2761080958926915505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=2761080958926915505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/2761080958926915505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/2761080958926915505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/08/growing.html' title='Growing'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RtQ30eG0IBI/AAAAAAAAATA/zFVeZZIEOQk/s72-c/DVC00849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-3707735174986578898</id><published>2007-08-27T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T10:05:25.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Line of athority</title><content type='html'>Sunday I was given a chance to give the preistood to someone else. We had a baptizem saturday his name is Gumercindo Baraza Torris, he is a friend of Jusus Valencia who did the baptizem. I was asked to comfurm him a member of the church and then later give him the preistood. Also Liberato my first baptizem here and was there to receive the preistood of a elder and I ask if I could give that to him. Later as I was thinking about this I asked about the line of authority and if I could fine it on the enternet of the church. And one the men said that it would be easy to trace it back the the prophet who received it from Peter, James and John, the apostles of Jesus Christ. And direct line of authority to do his work and run his church here on the earth. Connie just reminded me that I had ordained Shem a elder also. I will have to check on Ammon and Alma and make sure that they get their line of authority given to them from me. It has been so long since I even thought about this gife in my life that I had forgot about who had given it to me. So I going to take a moment and check on it.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that I am feeling and little old because I received a e-mail from my companion from the mission in Guatamala that it is our 40th aniversary since we were there. Wow I remember old people that had things like this happen to them. What can I say time passes very fast one minute you are ninteen going on a mission and the next it's been 40 years and it seem like only a moment. We love this work and our family that made the time go so fast. Thats all for now ;trying to keep it real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-3707735174986578898?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/3707735174986578898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=3707735174986578898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/3707735174986578898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/3707735174986578898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/08/line-of-athority.html' title='Line of athority'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-1872701705702077907</id><published>2007-08-16T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T07:10:35.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toad you so</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RsRa2eG0IAI/AAAAAAAAAS4/eFmgpwiPW_s/s1600-h/DVC00860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RsRa2eG0IAI/AAAAAAAAAS4/eFmgpwiPW_s/s320/DVC00860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  They crawl into a little hole in the cooling machines . Wondering ,how  they will get out if they can. Now they are to big to get out of the hole but that not my problem. Hope all your toad are doing well. The cricket are all over right now. They came with the last big rain storm.  We watch a lighting storm in the clouds last night that was magicial. Enjoying a moment here on the mission&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-1872701705702077907?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/1872701705702077907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=1872701705702077907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/1872701705702077907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/1872701705702077907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/08/toad-you-so.html' title='Toad you so'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RsRa2eG0IAI/AAAAAAAAAS4/eFmgpwiPW_s/s72-c/DVC00860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-758096889873998524</id><published>2007-08-15T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T21:33:26.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RsPTleG0H_I/AAAAAAAAASw/x9i5JD2Ic5c/s1600-h/DVC00860.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-758096889873998524?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/758096889873998524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=758096889873998524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/758096889873998524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/758096889873998524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/08/toads.html' title='Toads'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-2392928420076954090</id><published>2007-08-11T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T07:45:15.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check on the sick gal</title><content type='html'>What a different a blessing can make.  A week later we went back to check up on the gal in the hospital. And to our delight she was doing realy well.  Her spirit was high and the bone had healed by it's self so it did not need to be pin together.&lt;br /&gt;The gal was laughing with the family.  They just close the arm that day. And had a skin graft pland for the next day. It is so wonderful to see how fast the lord works down here with the people.  One minute she was down in the depts of dispar and the next week all is well and on the road to recovery. And she also knew that with a doubt the blessing and her faith in the Lord helped her to heal so quicky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-2392928420076954090?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/2392928420076954090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=2392928420076954090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/2392928420076954090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/2392928420076954090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/08/check-on-sick-gal.html' title='Check on the sick gal'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-8777930367458823941</id><published>2007-08-06T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T09:23:02.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RrdK4yFqkGI/AAAAAAAAASg/Fe-n5utqTiw/s1600-h/DVC00845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RrdK4yFqkGI/AAAAAAAAASg/Fe-n5utqTiw/s320/DVC00845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took the missionary out to see Cleofas many time. The mission stop teaching her for awhile. They need something to do one day so we took them out again to see her. The lessen started making sense to her we were surprize to see her get baptismed but what a great surpize. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RrdK5iFqkHI/AAAAAAAAASo/reAZ0bcrySM/s1600-h/DVC00847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RrdK5iFqkHI/AAAAAAAAASo/reAZ0bcrySM/s320/DVC00847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-8777930367458823941?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/8777930367458823941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=8777930367458823941' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/8777930367458823941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/8777930367458823941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/08/learning.html' title='Learning'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RrdK4yFqkGI/AAAAAAAAASg/Fe-n5utqTiw/s72-c/DVC00845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-1081548775095616671</id><published>2007-08-04T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T11:22:52.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who do you Love</title><content type='html'>Finding here in Mexico money talk. There is a twenty year old neices of one of our group who was in an accident. Her Aunt talk her into having a blessing for the sick. We could not go over as we had a full day. Call the missionary because there two of them for the blessing of the sick. They were to meet the Aunt at 9:00 oclock at a fountain. She was late and they had other appointment. They left. She did not get a blessing. Brent call to check on her and maybe lineup another time for the blessing. She was laughing have a good time with visiter. She was Ok and really did not act like she wanted a blessing. We did not worry about it.&lt;br /&gt;      Two weeks later we went by the house of the aunt and she ask us for a ride over to the hospital be visit with the gal because she was receiveing blood.  Nobody was there to help her or be with her.  I  was surprized because you always need someone there to help you, like to get the medicine and help with other needs.  I asked Otilia if  she could still use a blessing because it was unusual to get blood at this point. We were picking up the elders and would be there to give her a blessing.  After the blessing , we talked to her for a while and then we left to go to our visit with the elders. Later that night Otilia called and said that there was a problem and if we could help her.  To make a long story short, nobody was helping the gal in the hosptial for 5 days. With  no help, the doctors could not give her any medicine because  someone needs to be there to buy the medicine for the doctors to use.  With out this help, she would lose her arm because of the infestions. So it was time to go to the people that caused the accident and  ask for money and help.  We found them and they did not want to give use any help.  Only ask us to get a paper signed to release their car so it could be sold  then they said that they could give us some money.  We told them that we needed the money now and not tomorrow. The reason that the hospital will not give us the paper is because they need a guarantee for payment.  In the end, we got some promises to help and 300 pesos. A begining of the resolve for her, we hope.  Down here very few people have insurance and thats why if the family dose not stay involved the people are left on their own with out help.  The only reason that she receaved blood  at all was that one of the nurses took pitty on her and used her own money to help.  So there are  some, good people down here trying to do the right thing.  It's just really hard because of the way the system  works here. And last but not least was the fact that after the blessing, the gal said that she felt better. She wanted to change, the way she was living her life and to put the Lord back into her life. Her family had left her there alone and if it wasn't for the help of her aunt and the church, things would have been alot different for her. The guy responible for the accident will not even go to the hospitial to work out bill. Hoping money will soon be coming to help. It's not over yet but it's a begenning&lt;br /&gt;We all could use a good saumarition ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-1081548775095616671?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/1081548775095616671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=1081548775095616671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/1081548775095616671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/1081548775095616671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/08/who-do-you-love.html' title='Who do you Love'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-8595606064377992231</id><published>2007-07-23T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T11:33:18.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CLOR every were</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RqT0biFqkEI/AAAAAAAAASQ/PT2BvU3rEUA/s1600-h/DVC00838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RqT0biFqkEI/AAAAAAAAASQ/PT2BvU3rEUA/s320/DVC00838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;one other teams dresses the other stake any closer look at the dress the RS did for the group&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RqT0biFqkFI/AAAAAAAAASY/PJxb-yEbxcc/s1600-h/DVC00828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RqT0biFqkFI/AAAAAAAAASY/PJxb-yEbxcc/s320/DVC00828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-8595606064377992231?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/8595606064377992231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=8595606064377992231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/8595606064377992231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/8595606064377992231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/07/clor-every-were.html' title='CLOR every were'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RqT0biFqkEI/AAAAAAAAASQ/PT2BvU3rEUA/s72-c/DVC00838.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-7211935766401207722</id><published>2007-07-23T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T11:29:27.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RqTzhiFqkBI/AAAAAAAAAR4/XbG9NSJGqVk/s1600-h/DVC00842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RqTzhiFqkBI/AAAAAAAAAR4/XbG9NSJGqVk/s320/DVC00842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  the Guy even had some fancy outfixs some of the other group dresses and other fits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RqTzhyFqkCI/AAAAAAAAASA/b1HZpXlY1Fs/s1600-h/DVC00834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RqTzhyFqkCI/AAAAAAAAASA/b1HZpXlY1Fs/s320/DVC00834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RqTzhyFqkDI/AAAAAAAAASI/rcgbixzmmeI/s1600-h/DVC00832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RqTzhyFqkDI/AAAAAAAAASI/rcgbixzmmeI/s320/DVC00832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-7211935766401207722?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/7211935766401207722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=7211935766401207722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/7211935766401207722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/7211935766401207722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-dance.html' title='What a dance'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RqTzhiFqkBI/AAAAAAAAAR4/XbG9NSJGqVk/s72-c/DVC00842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-7511625305596420124</id><published>2007-07-23T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T11:24:17.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Area Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RqTyTyFqj-I/AAAAAAAAARg/QAc1hNMYxDA/s1600-h/DVC00819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RqTyTyFqj-I/AAAAAAAAARg/QAc1hNMYxDA/s320/DVC00819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This the kid from the other stake  the RS made all there  dress with paint flower done all around the skirt Brent give lessen to some  the next picture is of one kid in our stake and there costum some of the group did a flag doing the dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RqTyUSFqj_I/AAAAAAAAARo/8khRR1ySXsw/s1600-h/DVC00809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RqTyUSFqj_I/AAAAAAAAARo/8khRR1ySXsw/s320/DVC00809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RqTyUSFqkAI/AAAAAAAAARw/rU-EBTp_Hz4/s1600-h/DVC00811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RqTyUSFqkAI/AAAAAAAAARw/rU-EBTp_Hz4/s320/DVC00811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-7511625305596420124?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/7511625305596420124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=7511625305596420124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/7511625305596420124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/7511625305596420124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/07/area-dance.html' title='Area Dance'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RqTyTyFqj-I/AAAAAAAAARg/QAc1hNMYxDA/s72-c/DVC00819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-3720992324057565195</id><published>2007-07-22T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T22:11:19.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost and found</title><content type='html'>It was the end of a long day, we had just gone to the church for our weekly report to the bishop. Now it's time for a burger, and it is still early so I tell Connie [lets go for a walk] big mistake. On the way home I stoped to talk to someone and Connie went ahead like she all ways does so I thought that I would take a diferent way back and suprize her at the burger place my being there before her. Sounds simple enough right, wrong, I got there before her and then waited for a while, no Connie. And to make a long story short 2 hours later we finely found each other at the house, where I had left a note to stay there that I was out looking for her. The funny thing about the whole deal was that our nieghbor lady was watching the whole thing waching me turn down the ally and watching Connie turn back looking for me and me putting the note on the door at the last moment Connie walking to the house as I was leaving the other way to look for her . She told us the next day that she was going to yell at me to look back to see Connie but it was too late. I tryed to explain it to her that I was just trying to suprize Connie but it was to late she was having to much fun with the whole thing. I was thinking later it like our life here, some one is all ways watching the things we are doing and at times would like to help us. So the moral of the story is that every thing we do and every thing we say, some one is watching us and not just niebors but also angels. And the end of the story was that we did meet in the end and we did get to have a burger ,amen. Just another day in the life of missioners&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-3720992324057565195?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/3720992324057565195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=3720992324057565195' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/3720992324057565195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/3720992324057565195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/07/lost-and-found.html' title='Lost and found'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-5386634311800436576</id><published>2007-07-11T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T09:20:12.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cowboy's Lord hand and mango's</title><content type='html'>We went out to go to work and the farm was close up. They been doing a lot of fixing thing up.  So we went out to the little church to fill the barrel with water for the toilet.  We were leaving and wave to the man who moves cattle pass the little church every day.  He waved back at us and wanted to ask us about the church.  He said why are you not having  your meetings on Sunday's, I told him that we changed it in the morning because it would be cooler for the people then. While we was talking he looked at my missionary tag and read  Jesucristo you believe in him he asked? Yes and this is his church, this gave me the opportunity to tel him about the  book of Mormon. What a wonderful surprise. We will have to check up on him. We decide to go see Mauro. I wanted to take some mango's with us to the family but we headed out from the little church and the market  is on the other side of Los Mochis. Brent said we see what we could find along the way. I said will pay more for them. We head out any way. We stopped at San Miguel at store asking for mango. They did not have mango because all the locals get them at the mango packing plant. She told us were the plant was down a canal road. We went looking for the plant. Could not find it so we stop at little town out at the end of the road. Only to be told it was around the corner. They gave us four bucket over flowing with mango's. I ask them how much it would be and the lady there said that it would be free and when I needed any more to come and get more.  WOW what a surprise, we thanked her and headed out to Mauro home in Poplado #7. Francisco their grand son, met us at the gate with hugs.  He ask for oranges his favorite and the other kids ask were are the potato. We just said it not potato season but it mango season. We left most the mango's there the kid were eating them within moment of getting there.&lt;br /&gt;  We found they still had not got their bus passes which will help them go to church. We took them to find out about it. We had to make lot of stops asking about them only to find they were in Los Mochis. Mauro went back with us to visit Liberato and get the pass. The end of another working day in the life of a missionary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-5386634311800436576?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/5386634311800436576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=5386634311800436576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5386634311800436576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5386634311800436576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/07/cowboys-lord-hand-and-mangos.html' title='cowboy&apos;s Lord hand and mango&apos;s'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-4088231489130999159</id><published>2007-07-04T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T00:36:03.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when the cockroach comes marching in</title><content type='html'>We was reading scriptures when I looked down to see three cockroaches come marching in like they owned the place all they was missing was a rider on their backs, so we opened up the doors and scooted them out. Any way to day is the four of July so we decided to go out to the beach with the family of Jesue Valencia. On the way out we stopped my the fountain of Don Quihote to take a picture and as we was getting back in the car we saw Otilia with a group of people and they was waving us down for a ride. We picked them up and asked what they was up to. They said that they was on their way to the hospital and was hoping to find us home to give them a ride there. I said what luck it was that  we was there to help them at that moment, and it all so gave us a chance to asked the family how her daughter was doing in the hospital from the car accident she was in. We had given her a blessing that Sunday before and the doctor was saying how fast she was getting better. And the lady told him that it was because the Elders had given her a blessing.  This family had not gone to church for a long time so I told them that they needed to do their part with faith and prayer for their daughter also.&lt;br /&gt;   And this happened for a reason and that they needed to find what god wanted them to learn from this experience.  I told them that it is easy to forget about the importance of going to church and saying our prayers and that he wants us to remember him always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Today we took the day off because I couldn't move I was so sore for working yesterday., I didn't have anything to do for a moment so we decided to help them  load up some potatoes in the trucks. They had a crew of about twelve to help, the deal was that this building of potatoes was all in sacks yes sacks. We would put them on our shoulders and then put them on a conveyor belt where they cut them and dumped them out. This was great for awhile like for the first thousand sacks. Theis were  semi trucks and we had to fill them half way up and after the fourth truck I was feeling a bit sore. I'm not as strong as I once was but it still fell good to put in a good days work and not just spiritual but physical. Connie was helping outside by picking up the potatoes that fell on the ground. And with a little aspirin  a hot shower and some sleep we hope to be ready for the next day here in paradise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-4088231489130999159?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/4088231489130999159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=4088231489130999159' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/4088231489130999159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/4088231489130999159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/07/when-cockroach-comes-marching-in.html' title='when the cockroach comes marching in'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-3946373990994632928</id><published>2007-07-04T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T17:36:46.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>truck load of tomateo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Row9HQoy5TI/AAAAAAAAARY/h9KEsksugyA/s1600-h/DVC00795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Row9HQoy5TI/AAAAAAAAARY/h9KEsksugyA/s320/DVC00795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Thing our different down here. They could not do this at hhome&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-3946373990994632928?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/3946373990994632928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=3946373990994632928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/3946373990994632928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/3946373990994632928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/07/truck-load-of-tomateo.html' title='truck load of tomateo'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Row9HQoy5TI/AAAAAAAAARY/h9KEsksugyA/s72-c/DVC00795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-2006790927367562665</id><published>2007-07-02T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T05:08:39.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rojqxwoy5SI/AAAAAAAAARQ/1C-wSgs__Vo/s1600-h/DSC03188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rojqxwoy5SI/AAAAAAAAARQ/1C-wSgs__Vo/s320/DSC03188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandkid our so fun it so wonderful they could visit it gave us a left. Thank Kregg and Isabella. You Too Brenda&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-2006790927367562665?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/2006790927367562665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=2006790927367562665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/2006790927367562665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/2006790927367562665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/07/beach.html' title='beach'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rojqxwoy5SI/AAAAAAAAARQ/1C-wSgs__Vo/s72-c/DSC03188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-6951019512623013516</id><published>2007-07-02T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T05:00:34.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rojo4Aoy5RI/AAAAAAAAARI/8alVkHESKl0/s1600-h/DSC03222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rojo4Aoy5RI/AAAAAAAAARI/8alVkHESKl0/s320/DSC03222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Breakfast with a family  up in La fuata were we gave a cake class. We ended up having about ten sister from the branch in the area. They need some to active family to go back to church. The need for more couple missionay is so very great.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-6951019512623013516?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/6951019512623013516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=6951019512623013516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6951019512623013516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6951019512623013516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/07/family-visit.html' title='Family visit'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rojo4Aoy5RI/AAAAAAAAARI/8alVkHESKl0/s72-c/DSC03222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-8433118516007903031</id><published>2007-06-28T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T09:52:53.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dead and buried</title><content type='html'>Today was a different day for us, we went to our first funeral. It was older man the father of Maria who is part of biggest part of our group. His wife is the mother of 16 and 3 of them are members of the church. He was not a member so he was buried and attended to by the catholic church. But at the home where they had the casket and at the time that they were to take him away Maria asked me if I would sing a hymn and say a prayer for him, so he would be guided to a safe place and to be clean to meet God. I of course felt honored to do this and I sang [Nearer my God to me] After words I offered a prayer. Then they put him in the Hurst and they followed him to the road where they hopped into other cars and we were on our way to the cemetery. They stopped by the Catholic church for there ceremony and from there they went to the cemetery. When we arrived there the sat him down in front of a cross of repentance and forgiveness, where the opened of the casket, and from there they went to the place where he was to be buried. The cemetery was full of graves so much so that it was hard to walk between them. There was a lot of small graves showing us that a lot of children die very young here. And of course almost every grave had cross on it, and there was a few small houses made for some of the graves. Now back to the man and the grave for him. Before they put him in the ground they opened up the casket again for the family. After that they put him in the grave, it had a cement box there and after they put him in it there was four concrete squares that they but over them, and they had wet cement to seal the box and set the cross in the ground. After that the people grabbed a hand full of dirt to throw over the grave. Also they put a sack of clothes and his hat in with the dirt, then three men began to fill the grave up with dirt. Everybody stayed there till they were done. It was so different to watch to see the whole process from the time we gave him a blessing two days before to the last of the dirt being tossed on him in the cemetery. The man was 79 years old and had a full life. He died with his family around him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-8433118516007903031?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/8433118516007903031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=8433118516007903031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/8433118516007903031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/8433118516007903031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/06/dead-and-buried.html' title='dead and buried'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-6024414614802497010</id><published>2007-06-17T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T23:20:01.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TOILET  and dance and a dream</title><content type='html'>We was out at campo 35 with the missionaries when one of them asked to us their out door bathrooms. I thought I wander if he knows what they are like , he asked for a little paper and headed in. After words I asked him how did it go in there. He said that he didn't know how to us it because it only had a hole in the floor and not a seat, so he just tossed the paper in the hole and said he would hold it till he got home.&lt;br /&gt;Also we was invited to our first wedding, it was wonderful. We eat we danced and I sang a song in Spanish. It was so fun I told Connie that our Pres. who was out of town at the time would not hear much about it. But you know what the next day we had ward conference and he wanted to know what song I had sang because he heard about it from three different people that we danced and I had sang some songs and the people really loved it. So much for not hearing about it. Also Monica a member from our group sat down next to me and said [ You was dancing last night wasn't you] yes I said and [You was singing too wasn't you] yes I said how did you know I asked her. She said[ I dreamed about it last night and saw you and your wife at a wedding dancing and you was singing] Talk about the Lord letting the people know what going on, and keeping track of what is going on in our mission, I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldn't believe it. I don't know why she needed to know what we was doing I just know it must of been important for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-6024414614802497010?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/6024414614802497010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=6024414614802497010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6024414614802497010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6024414614802497010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/06/toilet-and-dance-and-dream.html' title='TOILET  and dance and a dream'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-7873494827906723210</id><published>2007-06-12T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T06:59:13.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing</title><content type='html'>We just found out one of the member will be made a elder next stake conference. We got another family going in for interview to go on next temple trip that July 20.  We been invite to our first wedding reception in the ward. He is also one of the new member that went though the temple with us for the first time. he talk about his conversion to the church. He drank coffee every morning and smoke even while the missionary were giving him the lessen. He try to quit several time and was unable. When the time came closer and he committed to be baptize. He know the church was true at that moment the next he did not have a desire to drink coffee or smoke anymore. It was then that he realized that by the power of pray and the gospel. He was able to quit a life time long habit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-7873494827906723210?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/7873494827906723210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=7873494827906723210' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/7873494827906723210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/7873494827906723210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/06/growing.html' title='Growing'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-8618420039516694383</id><published>2007-06-09T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T21:15:56.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rmt6-zkq6xI/AAAAAAAAAQg/WdSFA1gpAlI/s1600-h/DVC00780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rmt6-zkq6xI/AAAAAAAAAQg/WdSFA1gpAlI/s320/DVC00780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Brent baptize the lady on the end. The guy next to him bapize the guy on the end of the group the guy in the middle baptize the two kid they are brother and sister in-law this is his wife family. Brent said the canal water was great. We had to big a group to take very one to los mochis for the baptism so the bishop OK the canal. It was a little one close to were they all lived.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rmt6-zkq6yI/AAAAAAAAAQo/DFvVlGFHTsw/s1600-h/DVC00782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rmt6-zkq6yI/AAAAAAAAAQo/DFvVlGFHTsw/s320/DVC00782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   She look like a kid in the last picture but she small adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rmt6-zkq6zI/AAAAAAAAAQw/jamWvK5RThA/s1600-h/DVC00783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rmt6-zkq6zI/AAAAAAAAAQw/jamWvK5RThA/s320/DVC00783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-8618420039516694383?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/8618420039516694383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=8618420039516694383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/8618420039516694383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/8618420039516694383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/06/baptism.html' title='Baptism'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rmt6-zkq6xI/AAAAAAAAAQg/WdSFA1gpAlI/s72-c/DVC00780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-4896321872959130455</id><published>2007-06-09T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T21:09:13.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Group for baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rmt5Zzkq6uI/AAAAAAAAAQI/uS7LpS3vMoY/s1600-h/DVC00775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rmt5Zzkq6uI/AAAAAAAAAQI/uS7LpS3vMoY/s320/DVC00775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The group in tree visiting before the baptism Brent with Monica . another picture of some of the group&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rmt5aTkq6vI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/hEKOx8PWURw/s1600-h/DVC00779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rmt5aTkq6vI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/hEKOx8PWURw/s320/DVC00779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rmt5aTkq6wI/AAAAAAAAAQY/q4TEkYQ3eQg/s1600-h/DVC00776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rmt5aTkq6wI/AAAAAAAAAQY/q4TEkYQ3eQg/s320/DVC00776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-4896321872959130455?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/4896321872959130455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=4896321872959130455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/4896321872959130455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/4896321872959130455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/06/group-for-baptism.html' title='Group for baptism'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/Rmt5Zzkq6uI/AAAAAAAAAQI/uS7LpS3vMoY/s72-c/DVC00775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-2520235347577558831</id><published>2007-06-08T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T06:12:22.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RmlVtDkq6rI/AAAAAAAAAPw/vHsD-PoGnWA/s1600-h/DVC00770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RmlVtDkq6rI/AAAAAAAAAPw/vHsD-PoGnWA/s320/DVC00770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We took a picture when we first got here ut it does not look this good. They do a seasonial cleaning up time. the next picture of the tractor guy working in the potateo celler poking the potateo so they fall down into bucket that takes them out to the truck.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RmlVtTkq6sI/AAAAAAAAAP4/UZ_KICv2ePk/s1600-h/DVC00772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RmlVtTkq6sI/AAAAAAAAAP4/UZ_KICv2ePk/s320/DVC00772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   the last picture is of some of the water plant here in bloom. I think they help clean the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RmlVtTkq6tI/AAAAAAAAAQA/qEWQJ1Gy-8E/s1600-h/DVC00773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RmlVtTkq6tI/AAAAAAAAAQA/qEWQJ1Gy-8E/s320/DVC00773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-2520235347577558831?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/2520235347577558831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=2520235347577558831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/2520235347577558831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/2520235347577558831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/06/cleaning-time.html' title='Cleaning time'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RmlVtDkq6rI/AAAAAAAAAPw/vHsD-PoGnWA/s72-c/DVC00770.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-1148963048979338855</id><published>2007-06-06T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T23:39:00.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The right oil does make a diferance</title><content type='html'>We just started teaching a family that has pigs. And the lady who wanted to learn more about the church because she said the every time the missioners came over she felt really good about the church. They are part of the family in Trebul, so we went there to met them. The place had a dark feeling about it and it was hard to be there. We ask she about what was going on in her life and how long it had been since the missioners had been there. Her name is Cleofa and she said that it had been and year since they had been there and that she had a problem with one of her toes and it was bothering her. We invited her to church and she said that she would be ready. When Sunday came we stopped to pick her up and she was ready, also three other people decided to go, so we loaded them up and away we went. She really enjoyed the car ride she sat in the seat like a queen on her way to the prom. Any way to make a long story short she has gone to church for three weeks now. And the last time we was at the place I notice that the pigs skin was getting really rough and started to bleed, so I told them to get some used motor oil and put it on the pigs .&lt;br /&gt;The next time we was there they hadn 't done anything yet. So I told Connie to stop by a oil place and we would get some oil for the pigs and also the bring some lavender oil that we have to help the lady. When we got there I put the motor oil on the pigs and Connie put lavender oil on the Cleofas toe, and we stopped there two days later with missioners to see them and check up on the pigs, and you know what they are both doing great. The toe look great and the pigs are doing a lot better too. And since she has been going we have had a lot better attendance at church. Three weeks ago we had 35 then two weeks ago 38 and last week 43 and even Pres. hatch came with his two counselors to check out the place. It was great, of course I think that it because me and Connie work really hard to pant the building and put a bath room in it, but who knows. All I know is that with our numbers up like this it would not be long before we will be a branch.&lt;br /&gt;So a little oil goes a long way, and the feeling there has changed a lot, you can feel the spirit of the gospel there now. We love the way the gospel works in the lives of the people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-1148963048979338855?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/1148963048979338855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=1148963048979338855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/1148963048979338855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/1148963048979338855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/06/right-oil-does-make-diferance.html' title='The right oil does make a diferance'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-6590927830124285623</id><published>2007-06-06T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T08:33:50.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When thing change</title><content type='html'>We were going to split and go two different direction today. Brent felt we need to be together and I so glad. We were to take Mauro and Juana to the Doctor today. His stomach is hurting. We got ready to take Mauro into the hospital. Ortilia was not home. Her daughter call only to say they were at the clinic. Her daughter was sick. We took our little group to the clinic. Everyone saw the doctor but us. Mauro and Juileta had pain in there stomach. Ortilia leg was brother her. Juana had pain in her hands. When we got back to house. They wanted us to visit so we stay a little while only to have the missionary catch us there. Ortilia ask for a blessing. I said check to see if the rest want a blessing. They all did want a blessing. The missionary stop we did not know to pick us up for there next appointment. We thought they just came by for a ride. Not that they got out of ride when they saw our car. The lord know people needed blessing and the missionary need us at there next appointment. It was the family that was getting baptized on Saturday. It was one of the member of the group  who mother had received the lessons the year earlier from the old missionaries. We gave her a lessen when we first got there. She was the one who had a dream that the book of Mormon was true. She dream that her daughter got three book and she read her one of them it was the book that was true. Her daughter did not read. When we first got there I had easy reader of the scripture and felt the need to give a copy of all three book to this family. It was her daughter family.  She had a few missionary over to visit her. When we were there she did not want to go to church just get baptized. Brent said she needed to go to church. We left her there.  She started the lessen again with the missionary and got a date. I felt happy and sad it was not us giving her the lessen but she was getting baptized.  The missionary are coming back out to the area if they have a referral. We gave them the family we were teaching when we found out.  We stop at the family getting baptizmed on Saturday. The spirit shine in there home now. They look like different people. The missionary went over all the thing they were to know. They did really well. He ask them who they want to baptize them. I was surprised when they ask if Brent could do it. AND OF COURSE I said yes, I would be glad to do it for them.&lt;br /&gt;          the end of day full of the lord work, and a few surprises.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-6590927830124285623?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/6590927830124285623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=6590927830124285623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6590927830124285623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6590927830124285623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-thing-change.html' title='When thing change'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-6069370364592820277</id><published>2007-06-06T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T07:45:18.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The rest of the story (potato)</title><content type='html'>The rest of the story about the none believer was the question of why we were there in the first place. So I asked her, and she said that just before she  called us she had a dream  that her sister was very sick and was saying how much it hurt and she was having trouble breathing. And when she tried to talk to her in the dream she couldn't see or hear her.  So she called her and found out that she just got out of the hospital, that's when she called us to go over to see her. And we told she that the reason that she had to go over and see her was so she could say that she tried to do all she could do to help her sister and it would help her to feel better about the dream that she had.  And that's important for us to do.  We both gave her a big hug and told her that God loves her and the rest was up to her sister.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-6069370364592820277?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/6069370364592820277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=6069370364592820277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6069370364592820277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6069370364592820277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/06/rest-of-story-potato.html' title='The rest of the story (potato)'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-4683485275371477559</id><published>2007-06-02T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T06:48:51.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish you were here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RmF1Q7y2xCI/AAAAAAAAAPk/SR1IB_Tpnac/s1600-h/DVC00769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RmF1Q7y2xCI/AAAAAAAAAPk/SR1IB_Tpnac/s320/DVC00769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to enjoy some wave and wonderful food. The water was warm and I sore from just playing in the wave. We could always touch bottom. If you like shrimp I think they grow them on farm down here. We saw them on the way to the beach. They look just like salt place in ut were get salt from&lt;br /&gt;End fun day&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-4683485275371477559?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/4683485275371477559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=4683485275371477559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/4683485275371477559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/4683485275371477559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/06/wish-you-were-here.html' title='Wish you were here'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RmF1Q7y2xCI/AAAAAAAAAPk/SR1IB_Tpnac/s72-c/DVC00769.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-1514692467076850183</id><published>2007-06-02T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T06:43:28.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finding fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RmFz_by2w_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/cf6KU6gItKk/s1600-h/DVC00762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RmFz_by2w_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/cf6KU6gItKk/s320/DVC00762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tree er found out complex 2    the other pictures are little town by the beach we went to visit and the little town do parada up right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RmFz_7y2xAI/AAAAAAAAAPU/qSkzqSuGxQ8/s1600-h/DVC00766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RmFz_7y2xAI/AAAAAAAAAPU/qSkzqSuGxQ8/s320/DVC00766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RmFz_7y2xBI/AAAAAAAAAPc/wsQmn6WiZ3Q/s1600-h/DVC00767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RmFz_7y2xBI/AAAAAAAAAPc/wsQmn6WiZ3Q/s320/DVC00767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; 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It was so fun and cool in the building, you throw the potato up to the top or what ever potato is holding the rest them and if you get the right one down comes a whole bunch of them, hey it's the little thrills to you know. Brent worked on the ditch for the pipe to water the trees and flowers. During the potato loading I saw something move and it wasn't a potato it was a toad. The guy moving the potato threw the toad on to the potato belt that was being loaded onto the truck. The gals looking for bad potato jump back from, the belt and screamed. One brave gal grabbed it and tossed the toad off so it did not go for a ride.&lt;br /&gt;Also I got a call from one of the members and they asked if we could give them a ride to visit her sister, I said yes and that we would be over after work. She said that her sister was sick and she needed a blessing. When we got there she spoke to her for a little while before I when in. She was very sick and did not talk very loud, I then began to talk about the blessing and if she wanted one. She told me no and she didn't believe in anything, not me or God or any thing. The whole thing was really sad and so I told her the experience that her sister had just had do the work for her parents in the temple and asked her sister to tell her how it made her feel knowing this work was done for them. But from this point on her sister said that she would rather die then have the doctors do any thing for her, not just because of the money but also it looked like she was giving up because she didn't believe in anything.&lt;br /&gt;We asked her why she had gone there in the first place knowing how she believed and she said that she had had a dream that her sister was sick and that's why she called her and found out that she was just released from the hospital. Then she made the commit that it didn't do any good because her sister didn't want to listen. I told her that it helped to talk to her because then she did her part and if she did die she could at lest say that I tried. On the way home she was crying and all we could do was to try to comfort her and let her know that GOD would be their and it was up to her sister then. All experience here are not happy ones but we keep trying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-2586473632996351081?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/2586473632996351081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=2586473632996351081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/2586473632996351081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/2586473632996351081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/05/potato.html' title='Potato'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-5314722579174024325</id><published>2007-05-26T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T07:42:16.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last of Parada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhHR72_CjI/AAAAAAAAAO8/9TPe_fX_6Yc/s1600-h/DVC00756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhHR72_CjI/AAAAAAAAAO8/9TPe_fX_6Yc/s320/DVC00756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Up close and personal See the big monkey head in the back. We visited the river while we were there&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhHSL2_CkI/AAAAAAAAAPE/oHm9CbmEWUQ/s1600-h/DVC00759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhHSL2_CkI/AAAAAAAAAPE/oHm9CbmEWUQ/s320/DVC00759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-5314722579174024325?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/5314722579174024325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=5314722579174024325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5314722579174024325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5314722579174024325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/05/last-of-parada.html' title='Last of Parada'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhHR72_CjI/AAAAAAAAAO8/9TPe_fX_6Yc/s72-c/DVC00756.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-1365302395415815647</id><published>2007-05-26T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T07:39:08.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian group</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhGi72_CgI/AAAAAAAAAOk/eLJIyBD_bXk/s1600-h/DVC00752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhGi72_CgI/AAAAAAAAAOk/eLJIyBD_bXk/s320/DVC00752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Indian&lt;/span&gt; band play for the group of dances. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Indian&lt;/span&gt; down do dance in all the town around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; as part of there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;religion&lt;/span&gt; from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jesuit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jew&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;priests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhGi72_ChI/AAAAAAAAAOs/8FhPnMlQbH0/s1600-h/DVC00754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhGi72_ChI/AAAAAAAAAOs/8FhPnMlQbH0/s320/DVC00754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  that were here. They dance with shell on there leg that make a noise. The shell are some kind of cacoon. They have all kind of masks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhGjL2_CiI/AAAAAAAAAO0/_SJZoWuGk9E/s1600-h/DVC00755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhGjL2_CiI/AAAAAAAAAO0/_SJZoWuGk9E/s320/DVC00755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-1365302395415815647?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/1365302395415815647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=1365302395415815647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/1365302395415815647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/1365302395415815647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/05/indian-group.html' title='Indian group'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhGi72_CgI/AAAAAAAAAOk/eLJIyBD_bXk/s72-c/DVC00752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-6172474541548842718</id><published>2007-05-26T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T07:29:46.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhEV72_CdI/AAAAAAAAAOM/caV8vFlRuqY/s1600-h/DVC00743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhEV72_CdI/AAAAAAAAAOM/caV8vFlRuqY/s320/DVC00743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I do not now what kind of group this way but they were having fun&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhEWL2_CeI/AAAAAAAAAOU/u6LYcrKnRVk/s1600-h/DVC00748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhEWL2_CeI/AAAAAAAAAOU/u6LYcrKnRVk/s320/DVC00748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhEWb2_CfI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ImpA1H7z3zw/s1600-h/DVC00751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhEWb2_CfI/AAAAAAAAAOc/ImpA1H7z3zw/s320/DVC00751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-6172474541548842718?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/6172474541548842718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=6172474541548842718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6172474541548842718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6172474541548842718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/05/parada_26.html' title='Parada'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhEV72_CdI/AAAAAAAAAOM/caV8vFlRuqY/s72-c/DVC00743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-8245568238353482857</id><published>2007-05-26T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T07:26:38.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clown Group</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhDnL2_CaI/AAAAAAAAAN0/HM-oCCpKw5s/s1600-h/DVC00744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; 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padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-8245568238353482857?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/8245568238353482857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=8245568238353482857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/8245568238353482857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/8245568238353482857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/05/clown-group.html' title='Clown Group'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhDnL2_CaI/AAAAAAAAAN0/HM-oCCpKw5s/s72-c/DVC00744.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-4042438249487370162</id><published>2007-05-26T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T08:15:29.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bread in Ahome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhCwb2_CXI/AAAAAAAAANc/2_bt3XbaDDk/s1600-h/DVC00737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhCwb2_CXI/AAAAAAAAANc/2_bt3XbaDDk/s320/DVC00737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rolls for the kid&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhCwr2_CYI/AAAAAAAAANk/Olryl2plC1Q/s1600-h/DVC00739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhCwr2_CYI/AAAAAAAAANk/Olryl2plC1Q/s320/DVC00739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other photo is bread we made with the lady there next photo is start of parada&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhCw72_CZI/AAAAAAAAANs/bdNGSb_fcB8/s1600-h/DVC00741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlhCw72_CZI/AAAAAAAAANs/bdNGSb_fcB8/s320/DVC00741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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It's a very big girl and boy bathroom. It nice because it's tiled and I can use the hose to wash it down. Simple wipe down and mope and then it's done.&lt;br /&gt;My Bread class at Ahome did not work out like we plan. No one was at the church so we went to the Bishop house only to find a note from the missionary, that said they stopped by to eat. We left to start looking for the missionaries and just like a answer to prayer there they came up behind us and they were hungry. I had bread dough in the car and with some oil we could have scones in no time. They took us to a lady house with an oven. She was making donuts to sell. They were selling fast. She quickly feed the missionary and they were on there way. She helped us with the bread and call another lady to join us. We had fun and even was able to  teach the bread class to this lady and her friend. We left some bread and took some rolls for the kids in seminary class as it would be the last day of class tomorrow. They love the rolls.&lt;br /&gt;As we were leaving town we got to see a parade from the school and it was full of clowns dancing indianos, cars with queens and balloons, it was the end of a other day in paradise here. On our way home we followed the road along the river .  We stopped by a park along the river and ate water melon that we had just bought in Haome.. It was beautiful and peaceful the water was very clear and the birds was singing, God loves the country and people here, well enough of that till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-5081433402515644203?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/5081433402515644203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=5081433402515644203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5081433402515644203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5081433402515644203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/05/cleaning-up.html' title='Cleaning up'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-5226288212711999939</id><published>2007-05-22T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T08:05:25.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE GOLDEN ROAD</title><content type='html'>For the past four months we have been getting up at 5:15 in the morning to help the seminary teacher with his class, it has been hard to do this because first of all I am not a morning person, but we started with the project and we wanted to finish it. So to make things more fun for me I would start talking to every body on the way there as we walked to the church, about 8 blocks away. You can't believe the people that we started to get to know, like all the night guards and the gal that opens up the taco stand in the morning and the people sweeping up the leaves. Some times I would carry candy with me and tell them to have a sweet day, or just wave at them. Connie would leave before me because I walked faster then her and I would always stop and talk to people . Hard to believe hun. After giving away lots of candy and oranges and of course three Books of Mormon it has been a great experience. And best of all the last one we gave a book to said the he had lived his whole live with out drinking or smoking and when I gave him the Joseph Smith pamphlet he had almost memorized it and could not believe that I was giving him the Book of Mormon. His name is Mario, and his turn s 57 on the first of June. I told the Elders about him and also about another guard that had read the whole book of Mormon in 2 weeks. And all these people we met just because we wanted to help the teacher with his class. The class will end for the summer and I am for one looking forward to sleeping in a little bit longer but we are glad that we found these golden people, the Lord does work in mysterious ways and even early ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-5226288212711999939?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/5226288212711999939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=5226288212711999939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5226288212711999939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/5226288212711999939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/05/golden-road.html' title='THE GOLDEN ROAD'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-3168995217360628916</id><published>2007-05-22T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T08:07:22.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You eat first because your big hun</title><content type='html'>I still can't get use to eating before the children. Which is a costume down here. The adults are served first, we had a family home evening planed for the family of Mary and when we got there they sat us down and gave us a big bowl of corn and chicken soup. They even had some soda pop for us to drink, and while we were eating one of the little girls ask the mother for some soup and the mother told her that she would have to wait, and the little girl started to cry. It was almost more then we could handle. I told Connie that they do this not only to be kind but they also are hoping for the blessing that it would bring to feed the missioners. The mother talked about how the children had helped to shuck the corn and then grind it up to make tortillas and the soup. Any way we got past that and started family home evening. The kids knew that we were coming and had waited all day for us to show up. So when we got there they were ready. We started up talking about faith and a seed and had them find some seeds for us.&lt;br /&gt;They found all kinds of seeds, corn being one of them, and we talk about how one seed can grow and produce all kinds of fruit or be lost and not produce nothing. Just like faith you have to plant it and work with it to have good fruit. Later it was time to do some songs and games, the kids did very well and we had a lot of fun. We pasted out the treats and said good by and of course invited them out to church Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-3168995217360628916?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/3168995217360628916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=3168995217360628916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/3168995217360628916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/3168995217360628916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-eat-first-because-your-big-hun.html' title='You eat first because your big hun'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-6779800483171145255</id><published>2007-05-20T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T20:29:27.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlESFb2_CUI/AAAAAAAAANE/Wgb6hv8UofI/s1600-h/DVC00728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlESFb2_CUI/AAAAAAAAANE/Wgb6hv8UofI/s320/DVC00728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They go down the street fast with the girl and friend supporting her for some kind of election.  First time we see a fire truck outside of the fire station.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlESFr2_CVI/AAAAAAAAANM/d-p8FSszmcE/s1600-h/DVC00729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlESFr2_CVI/AAAAAAAAANM/d-p8FSszmcE/s320/DVC00729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The girl in gold  was the star  The next picture is friend following the next picture of the girl on top of an old car. They had some other I miss getting them still on the car. I see one other kind of parada but the girl were dress up in costumes&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlESFr2_CWI/AAAAAAAAANU/dL9A1B3W5AA/s1600-h/DVC00730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlESFr2_CWI/AAAAAAAAANU/dL9A1B3W5AA/s320/DVC00730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-6779800483171145255?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/6779800483171145255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=6779800483171145255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6779800483171145255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/6779800483171145255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/05/parada.html' title='Parada'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlESFb2_CUI/AAAAAAAAANE/Wgb6hv8UofI/s72-c/DVC00728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-8330361781603080156</id><published>2007-05-20T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T20:23:41.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Templo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlEQvL2_CSI/AAAAAAAAAM0/hw1rDnGxgss/s1600-h/DVC00732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlEQvL2_CSI/AAAAAAAAAM0/hw1rDnGxgss/s320/DVC00732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlEQvb2_CTI/AAAAAAAAAM8/T0-scwg29w0/s1600-h/DVC00736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlEQvb2_CTI/AAAAAAAAAM8/T0-scwg29w0/s320/DVC00736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-8330361781603080156?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/8330361781603080156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=8330361781603080156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/8330361781603080156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/8330361781603080156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/05/templo.html' title='Templo'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlEQvL2_CSI/AAAAAAAAAM0/hw1rDnGxgss/s72-c/DVC00732.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27750207.post-1867502049097678095</id><published>2007-05-20T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T20:22:00.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>burn down but not forgotten</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlEQV72_CRI/AAAAAAAAAMs/-3heJhW1vxs/s1600-h/DVC00253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlEQV72_CRI/AAAAAAAAAMs/-3heJhW1vxs/s320/DVC00253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27750207-1867502049097678095?l=buhlermission.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/feeds/1867502049097678095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27750207&amp;postID=1867502049097678095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/1867502049097678095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27750207/posts/default/1867502049097678095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buhlermission.blogspot.com/2007/05/burn-down-but-not-forgotten.html' title='burn down but not forgotten'/><author><name>Ma and Pa Buhler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17238824810722872558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_aD9boP9s-8A/RlEQV72_CRI/AAAAAAAAAMs/-3heJhW1vxs/s72-c/DVC00253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
