Their job for the day: to carry baskets of shit on their heads to prepare the terraced soil for planting potatoes. I try to imagine doing their job with even one tenth the joy – and cannot. How humbling to be in the presence of their smiles as they heave the next basket onto their heads and walk it down the row. My hardest task for work — trivial in comparison.





















These women’s job for the day: To carry baskets of shit on their heads to prepare the terraced soil for planting potato’s. I try to imagine doing their job with even one tenth the joy – and cannot. How humbling to be in the presence of their smiles as they heave the next basket onto their heads and walk it down the row. My hardest task for work — trivial in comparison.
Ha! Well said Bill.
good job
nice picssssssssss