For
the past few days, I’ve just been chilling at the orphanage, playing with the
slackline (and by playing, I mean like 5 minutes of me on it, then the nuggets
notice and want to do it, and then it’s another hour of me holding tiny hands
as they wobble their way across), eating papatas (little bread loaves) that
they make in the kitchen here, and playing with the directors’
one-brown-eye-one-blue-eye dogs.
I
went to say hi to the students at school in the morning on my way to photograph
some houses in the village, which I present below as the Ha Makoae Homes Tour.
You never escape people wanting you to take their photo while carrying around a camera. This woman is standing in front of the mill that she runs, her face covered in yellow cream to protect from the sun.
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