this place
For Christmas J gave me a morning to myself to enjoy a coffee in town and then wander around taking pictures. It was, well, sorta perfect. The morning started with a downpour that was more than welcome while I sipped my coffee, poured through a great book, and listened to the rain pound every roof and surface surrounding me. The morning ended in steamy heat, flooded streets, and zogo (chaos) at the market. Somehow over the last two years the "different" has become more "normal." This place with its vivid smells, brilliant colors, chaotic noises is so special to me. The amazing people made in the image of their Creator makes me so blessed I get to be here. To see this all. To experience it. And to capture a bit of it.
can you tell what this is? I stepped in it (yep, with flip flops on) before I realized...stupid Mzungu
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