It's hard to know how to help reconstruct "ordinary" life after a war. No life is ordinary. Here are reflections on pasts, presents, and futures along the way.
Thursday, March 20, 2014
A Working Fleet
This fleet of mashufs brings cut reed to shore, where it will be sold to a consolidator. The chief purchases with the proceeds will be drinking water, stored in the bright red container in the forecourt, and boat fuel. #cmarsh
Location: West Columbia, South Carolina, United States
I am an anthropologist, archaeologist, and geographer, engaged in re-building university programs in Iraq. I tend to think about life as lived over the past several thousand years, as well as over the past several hundred hours. I was not embedded in "hot" zones. I was just going about a very odd little bit of ordinary life, in extraordinary circumstances.