As you know I spent several days with Margaret and her family in the small and very remote village of Buyingi. I sat with them in their hut on the dirt floor (they always were quick to spread out a mat for me) followed the kids to the water hole to collect water from a small, muddy, filthy pond into dirty jugs, watched them get so excited playing with the brightly colored plastic balls, bubbles and glass marbles I brought along, sat with Margaret as she made the fire to cook dinner, dig in her garden for sweet potatoes, met their friends and neighbors, etc. It was truly a remarkable experience. Here are some of the pictures I made during that time. A lot was lost, but I am pleased with the ones I do have.

Did I tell you that one of Margaret's granddaughters is called Gloria? As you can imagine, we had a very special bond right away. Gloria is on the far right in this picture of Margaret, her family, and me.














Tomorrow's installment: pictures I made at the boxing gym in Kampala.
1 comment:
Hi Gloria
I've been checking the blog daily. Today was so well worth it. I love the photographs you last posted of the village and the people. Keep it coming. Hope you are catching up on your rest and feeling better. bonnie
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