Inside my house with stove to the right and desk to the left, shelves with water filter by the door. Hanging hearts from my sister in the doorway.
The view of the back of my house, as seen from the outhouse.
Burning fields for rice planting. The fire got out of control and burned another area so they decided to give that to me for planting.
Planting hillside rice with sharply pointed sticks and a basket around the waist for the rice seed. More field burning going on in the background.
I decided to plant my burned rice field on the contour for erosion control, and spent two weeks digging into hard dirt and roots.
Corn, beans, and rice sprout despite the drought and the fody (birds that eat the rice sprouts). It's a bad year for rain, so I had a very small harvest.
My friend Georgette's newly sprouted field.
Many people in my area make a living from making charcoal. The rainforest was cut down many years ago when the British and then the French first built the road; now the village is surrounded by eucalyptus, which is used to make charcoal. You can see the areas already cut down and the white bags used to transport the finished charcoal to the cities for use as a cooking fuel. Oh, and my shadow!
I started a weekly nature club for kids in the village to learn about the environment and gardening; here they are coloring and learning about types of soil.
Coloring our watershed.
The fish ponds built by hand by the community forest management group with which I taught the women's literacy class. The fish were just getting big enough to harvest when I left Madagascar. It is a one hour bike ride plus 1.25 hour hike into these hills from my village.
Teaching the weekly women's literacy class.
My friend Hannah, a health volunteer, comes to my village to lead health discussions after the village decided that was one of their main needs...but so far, no one has shown up! Don't worry, my friend Baofety will round up five women who were innocently sitting around to come and participate (never mind if a few were drunk, at least one had fun with the condom demo!).
Several hours hike/bike from my village, people in Manasamena were more excited about the health project; we had a full schoolroom and here the kids got to sing the "Look at how we wash our hands" song.
Whenever someone visits, we go check out the waterfall that's 20 minutes walk from my house; there's a perfect picnic spot up on the big rocks at the top.
One of the last things I did with the Kids Club was to take the top five students to Andasibe National Park, about 20 km away from the village but a whole different landscape. We made lemur masks and toilet-paper-tube binoculars, got to eat at a restaurant, sleep in a tent, and see the coolest lemurs in Madagascar!
Walking home--the girls got rides on bicycles part-way home and the boys walked with me, arriving exhausted just minutes before a huge storm blew through the village. These kids are tough!
We harvest broccoli at Kids Club and they're very goofy posing with the bean experiment and the tree nursery. In the background is the bridge, all fixed up after it collapsed, and up the hill is the Catholic church.
Me and my kids posing during Kids Club in the school-with-no-walls, being silly while learning how to make and write our own books.
During my last 4 months at site, I started teaching yoga (or, as I called it, "faux-ga") to women in the village. We had a lot of fun with this, and usually it was a kids-free zone but the day I brought the camera, of course the kids magically showed up.
During my last month at site, I put on an Open House to showcase what that the kids learned and did at Kids Club during the past year. The kids were excited to find themselves in the pictures I'd printed out.
Lots of the village kids came to my good-bye party. Little do they know that they are about to be introduced to their first pinata ever!
My empty house, after two years of living here it looks really sad and small with everything packed up:
Transporting all of my things out of the village, Remi and his friend with home-made wheelbarrows and me with the bike taking a break on the 8 km road to the highway.
My last vacation in Madagascar, up to the north:
Here are some other pictures from trips around the island, just in case you want motivation to visit Madagascar!
The landscape around my friend Jennie's site, in the Mahajanga region; on the way to visit her friends and eat peanut/corn deliciousness.
Touring the mosque at Katsepy, across the bay from Mahajanga.
At the beach in Vatomandry on the east coast, celebrating my birthday.
Fishermen taking their boat out in the early morning, Vatomandry.
Heading into Isalo National Park by foot in the early morning.
Hiking through the canyons...
On top of the world!
Kanto and Caroline love Isalo!
Maybe because they have stripy lemurs there: the ring-tailed lemur so demure.
Green-grey color to the canyon pools.
Seems like there should be lions!
Thankfully there aren't.
On our way to Morondava.
Morondava beach sunset (with pirate ship).
Sara and her friend and an ox-cart at the Avenue of the Baobabs, on our way to Kirindy Reserve.
Herding cows under the baobabs. There are seven species of baobab in Madagascar, 6 of them are found no where else in the world.
Hugging a 600-year old baobab at Kirindy Reserve!
That's all for now...but maybe I'll put up other pictures in the future. I'm thinking of adding some thoughts on coming back to the US and if I get my act together I'll continue posting. Thanks for viewing!