I told you we were visiting a village today. Well, I thought we were. What we really did was drive out to the countryside and visit a piece of land owned by someone who has people living on it and farming it.

There was plenty of cattle, mustard greens, and wheat.

We tried our hands and cutting grass for cattle feed:

Megan was much better than me at this chore.

We all worked on our balance. I see women carrying these (and a myriad of other things) on their heads daily. I made it five steps with a basket of grass, so transporting a bowl that large full of sand is pretty preposterous to me, but I’ve seen it done.

Searching for balance. Solution: close eyes. Problem: can’t see where you’re going.

Cheater, cheater.

We explained that we have tractors in Oklahoma, but photos were requisite regardless.

Farmer Joe.

Megan wandered off down a dirt road, and when I looked out beyond her I saw her goal: baby goats!

Sarah was multitasking, as usual.

This little one belongs to one of the families that farms this land.

(Photo by Lindsay Houts)

Munching on an apple. (Photo by Lindsay Houts)

I escaped from the group to say hello to her and see her home. I’m glad I did. (Photo by Lindsay Houts)

Cows? Of course.

And sometimes I’m just amazed at what cameras can do:

We’re off to Hissar on Tuesday, our second to last stop.