The trees here shed their old leaves during the hot, dry summer and the boys sweep them up for burning.
While the leaves burn, there always time for a little recreation...
or at least a little rest after a job well done.
By noon thunderclouds were already forming, raising our hopes for rain which we have not seen for a while.
Even the cattle and goats seemed hopeful that the rains would come - and they did, a brief but heavy rainfall that refreshed this parched bit of earth.
And after the rains, the clouds break just enough for let some light through...
...letting the setting sun have the last word.
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