After all our talk of improving the diet of nomads with the Moringa tree, we still have none growing, so Bob said we needed to have a ceremonial planting. We planted 11 basins with three seeds each. It is a race whose will grow fastest.
Eating our first harvest–one tomato.
We don’t yet have enough water to do much–but it will come–our well now has seven meters of water standing, but we wait for the solar pump to be replaced.
Until then it is a donkey who hauls the water.
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