Listening to the chickens, dogs, and kids as I stretch, squint at the first morning rays of sun, and breath in the crisp morning air.
Waking at 6:00 AM to hike the 2 km up to Tonia's mountainous piece of well loved land where we water the many foreign and delicious crops as he share's the deep rooted history of the place.
Grasping onto the back of a motocycle as I cruz down to the closest sizable dirt-road town to buy chicken, potatoes, and onions. Ingredients my host mother weaves into a most savorily and mouth watering spread.
Dancing to the rhythm of the pounding feet around me as I swirl around the smiling faces honoring the Quinceañera.
Following my shadow on the well worn dirt path bathed in the light from a stunning full moon.
Lying on a rough cot thinking of the hot days work as I listen to the stillness of the place.
A few snapshots...
Playing with host brothers.
Tough day.
Suppertime.
Heavily used stove.
Making the most delicious tortillas on earth.
Interested woman during the stove fair.
Eating arroz con leche during the stove fair.
Eager children.
Small and medium stove option.
Discussing the stoves.
Making tortillas.
Two week old piglets.
Tonia proudly showing us his farm.
Baseball!
Getting ready.
Hanging with the team.
Making masks with the kids.
Riding home after yet another successful trip in El Jocote.
Another set of great pictures! Thank you for sharing!
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