during our looooong walk we met and interacted with the people living in the village…the men where hanging around and the women where busy with their shores….hmmm…

the local artist who has done all the beautiful wall paintings should have put his name on the walls so that we can tell who he is…I know it’s a he because the villagers told us so…

morning smoke , hooka, around the people tree in the village square

wood for the fires carried up the hill

cow dung cookies being prepared and baked in the sun to use for the fires in the winter

oops…some buts….

doing the laundry in the sun and soaking up the sun

loooove the ankle jewellry…

what a nice morning it was and as always filled with amazing encounters