"Jesús ha providido para nosotros" exclaimed Juan when he found a bunch of pears in his orchard. He'd been looking for a something to share with us, and God provided more than enough: he insisted I fill my pockets. I can still see his smile, as he perched there on the steep slope in the middle of his chacra.
Francesco sat in his upper chacra, looking at my team working below. His smile wasn't big, but none of his words or actions were. It was sincere - and that meant a lot.
Eric didn't like to smile for pictures. But when the camera was gone, his smile came out, matching the smiley face he carved on a papa.