playing music and clapping... a favorite pasttime in the village
my beautiful henna
my family: Jemila, little Mona and Haammi
Wardia and Lubna with Liz (in the middle)
the kitchen (only lit by candle light after the sun sets)
my house
baby doneky on the left... big furry head: ick
biggest couscous ever!!
little Mona learned to love us!
shepharding... kind of
baby sheep!! (i never got a clear picture of that hyper active baby goat though!:( )
the hot springs... thank god for nature's little space heater!
the valley where the fresh water and hot springs come/go
walking on the never-ending road back from the miserable souk (our house is in the far far background)
The living room/sleeping room/ dining room and our warm sheep skins
Posing with our Spanish speaking brother (? what is he doing? he looked away liek that in every photo a took... touuuuugh)
airing out the carpets and blankets on the roof of our house
playing dress up with our Mamma... (all women take pictures with that stern look. Smilimg is not considered pretty. I also wish you could see the face tattoos she has. Her generation of rural women very commonly have blue tatoos on the T line and along the jaw line. This represents serious beauty in their culture)
the goat, Sarkozy, almost came all the way inside while we were eating lunch.. no biggie
the skinny cows in the mountains
the 5 1/2 hour hike... well at least we survived!
the view from our front yard
1 comment:
these pics give a whole new meaning to the word 'rural'! wow.
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