A women carrying a canery of Dolo on top of her head. Yes that is filled with liquid.
My counterpart Lagou and his wife Mary out at dinner eating chicken out of a bag.
As a Peace Corps volunteer we get all of the medicine we could EVER WANT. Everything is for FREE and when we run out of something we just ask for more. Therefore please do not send me anymore Pepto bismal. :)
Lagou in my courtyard preparing a plot for my moringa trees. Yes he is wearing NO SHOES. Burkinabe do not wear shoes when farming and sometimes never at all.
I put Jen and Matthew to work planting moringa seeds. Matthew and Jen are my closest PCV neighbors.
We all get out hads dirty. The moringa trees were planted on April 17th and in later photos you will see how fast they grow.
Local Millet Beer called Dolo. Yum warm beer.
A women serving the dolo prepares it for the men beside me. She first uses a leaf to spoon off the foam.
She then pours it into a calabash and hands it to the man beside me.
Dolo. I try not to drink dolo due to the unfiltered water they use and I am not sure about how sanitary it is.
Pouring of the Dolo.
My OLD courtyard door. You can see how safe I felt. Anyone could come in whenever they wanted. I had NO PRIVACY. Sorry I forgot to take a photo of my new door will do that soon.
Abdul and Marque put dirt into water sasays getting ready to plant their own moringa.
I told them I would water their trees for two months and they when they have grown they could take them and put them in their family's courtyard.
This is right before a storm hits my village. It gets Crazy windy and I have to hide inside my house.
The road that I live on right before it rains.
My counterpart Lagou teaching a class on basic agriculture skills. This is what a traditional classroom looks like in Burkina Faso.
The only breeze and light come from open windors. Desks are raised benches.
Women pilling shea nuts in what looks like to be a tree trunk. This will then be boiled to make shea butter. Look at their arms, muscles.
In the action. They do this for hours in the heat. This is taken in the village of Navielgane en brousse.
Gwen with her Moringa trees, 3 weeks after planting them.
Moringa sasays which I can then give away to my neighbors.
Moringa cuttings. I will dry the leaves and then give them to my neighbors for them to use in their sauces. Tons of vitamins.
Diane and Arme help me pull the leave off the moringa and put them into tamis to dry.
A women carrying a canery of Dolo on top of her head. Yes that is filled with liquid.
My counterpart Lagou and his wife Mary out at dinner eating chicken out of a bag.
As a Peace Corps volunteer we get all of the medicine we could EVER WANT. Everything is for FREE and when we run out of something we just ask for more. Therefore please do not send me anymore Pepto bismal. :)
Lagou in my courtyard preparing a plot for my moringa trees. Yes he is wearing NO SHOES. Burkinabe do not wear shoes when farming and sometimes never at all.
I put Jen and Matthew to work planting moringa seeds. Matthew and Jen are my closest PCV neighbors. 
We all get out hads dirty. The moringa trees were planted on April 17th and in later photos you will see how fast they grow. 
Local Millet Beer called Dolo. Yum warm beer. 
A women serving the dolo prepares it for the men beside me. She first uses a leaf to spoon off the foam. 
She then pours it into a calabash and hands it to the man beside me. 
Dolo. I try not to drink dolo due to the unfiltered water they use and I am not sure about how sanitary it is.
Pouring of the Dolo. 
My OLD courtyard door. You can see how safe I felt. Anyone could come in whenever they wanted. I had NO PRIVACY. Sorry I forgot to take a photo of my new door will do that soon. 
Abdul and Marque put dirt into water sasays getting ready to plant their own moringa. 
I told them I would water their trees for two months and they when they have grown they could take them and put them in their family's courtyard. 
This is right before a storm hits my village. It gets Crazy windy and I have to hide inside my house.
The road that I live on right before it rains.
My counterpart Lagou teaching a class on basic agriculture skills. This is what a traditional classroom looks like in Burkina Faso. 
The only breeze and light come from open windors. Desks are raised benches.
Women pilling shea nuts in what looks like to be a tree trunk. This will then be boiled to make shea butter. Look at their arms, muscles. 
In the action. They do this for hours in the heat. This is taken in the village of Navielgane en brousse. 
Gwen with her Moringa trees, 3 weeks after planting them. 
Moringa sasays which I can then give away to my neighbors. 
Moringa cuttings. I will dry the leaves and then give them to my neighbors for them to use in their sauces. Tons of vitamins. 
Diane and Arme help me pull the leave off the moringa and put them into tamis to dry. 
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