Kathmandu and the rest of the valley is loaded with lots of carvings and sculptures.
A festival for women. On this day the women wear red (colour of marriage), fast and pray for their husbands. It was a lot of red.
My friend and his youngest daughter. He is grinding corn with a hand stone grinder. Pretty basic but it works fine if you have the time.
The hills outside Kathmandu. Super green place. Millet, buckwheat, maize, wheat, canola, vegetables are a few of things growing in these hills. Landholding size is very small so people intercrop and farm holistically out of necessity.
Alleyway in Bhaktapur (city of devotees). Great architecture in these areas but not the sort of place you would want to be in an earthquake.
My brother loved the arrival screen at Kathmandu International Airport. I don't know why.
Making a basket for carrying goods into the mountains or for use around the farm. It is called a Dhoko in Nepali.
My friends' children. I was able to get foot surgery for the girl on the right to remove an extra appendage, which means she can now go to school, wear sandals and walk like her friends.
The Kumari, or virgin god, was coming out into this square. These people are waiting for her to arrive in a giant human drawn chariot with wheels a two metres high. She is a small girl that is picked out as the reincarnation of Kumari. When she first menstruates or bleeds by a different means, she loses her god status and becomes a girl again, is given a small dowry and is released.
My friend's daughter with my goat. My goat is sadly no longer but Prabhina is doing well.
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