I remember the feel of this moment.
Hundreds of mothers gathered early at a "Chickweo," a rural clinic site to receive testing and consultation for their children.
Rain fell softly in the courtyard. Children were crying. The village was just lifting into the full motion of the day. Yet, the scene felt calm almost surreal.
I slipped between two tightly packed lines of Moms and faced toward the front of the colorful procession to produce this picture, a memory from this busy day.
You may note the health cards on the dirt which are used to mark each mother's place in line.
One mother did not have a card. Her spot is marked with a rock.
Bare feet, umbrellas, loose cloth bags, and brightly colored cloth ("Chitenjes"), fill my view.
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