(Marcos and Becki; bread making time)
(a little bicho I found by the daycare)
(the home has laying hens; they produce about 190 eggs/day)
(Kevin has strong little legs and likes to kick the sofa)
(that baby is just so darn photogenic)
(Kevin)
(clothes drying at the home; there are multiple clotheslines, and they are always full)
(this cow likes to escape)
(I took portraits for sponsorship cards in the 'Sala Cuna' (baby room) one day)
(Marcos and the cows)
(Tia Adela, the cook at the children's home) 
(Dovanna shares a snack with Micah)
(Tatiana wants some too)
(Cindy feeding Kevin. He came to the home at 6 monhts weighing 7 pounds.)
Hello all! I am back in Bolivia for a little while, as some of you may know - this time its photo project time! So, I'll be posting some photos up here, and I would love some feedback on them. Since I am here for 3 and a half weeks, there is a limited amount of time to follow your advice, so the speedier I get it, the better. Feel free to e-mail me your thoughts, or comment right on the blog.
I arrived here in Santa Cruz on Tuesday evening, and have been able to catch up with a few friends since then, and revisit my SALT position here at the Stansberry Children's Home. My former bosses and the directors of the home have been kind enough to let me sleep in their guest room, eat their food, and sometimes hold the little baby they are currently caring for. He is precious. Most of the photos that I will put up here in the next couple of days will be from within the gates of the children's home and daycare center - my camera and I are currently a little shy of the outside world. We'll get there though. I will probably also be visiting another children's home in the next couple of days. I already received a photo assignment here at the daycare: taking photos of the kids for their sponsors! So that has occupied me for the last couple of days. But stay tuned: I will have pictures that aren't of kids soon.
On another note, the weather here has been lovely the last few days; it was 28 degrees celsius when we landed on Tuesday, and has been breezy and sunny. My first thoughts on leaving the airport were about the smell, there is just something about the way it smells here. Maybe its the toborochi trees, or the pollution, or the garbage, or the fruit trees - but good or bad it smells just the way it ought to. My kids even remembered me, and so did some of the kids that I hadn't worked with so much. It is nice to be called Tia Bridgette, or Profe Bridgette again.
(Tia Adela, Tia Martha, Cleonice) 
(Hermana Karina, Aida, and Charmayne)
(Profe Charmayne and the kids from the Biblioteca)
(Chuck and Kevin, Micah)
(Micah)
(Micah, Alex, Chuck)
(I was taking pictures of Cleo, so she wanted to take one of me)
(Cleonice)
(Tia Martha is not actually looking for Cleo's lice)
(Tia Martha, Cleo, Tia Adela)
(Tia Martha, Cleo)
(cebolla)
(Tia Adela)
(this is how you make pasta: you fry it first)
(Mr. Kevin likes his feet)
(The lightswitches are sometimes poetic)
(Refrijerio; eggs, because we have so many)
(Cindy and Kevin; breakfast)
(Kevin andhis toes)
(behind the taller)
(birthday lunch)
(behind the taller)
(behind the Casa Esperanza)
(gallina)
(its not the swine flu; its where they slaughter pigs)
(behind Hope House)
(this is where the hens live)
(near where the pigs live ... )
(A view of the children's home from the daycare)
