Lunch at Pilodoro and Rosa's

Looking down on the house

Daughter, Lucila, is out tending her sheep.

Again, I feel rather gigantic next to the majority of people here.

That's the kitchen through that doorway.

Watering the horse

and leading him out to pasture

The ever-present cuyes in the kitchen

Serving the potatoes

Little tiny benches are quite common for sitting in these parts, though they usually have taller benches for guests.  

Holding a baby guinea pig

Detergent sacking makes for a colorful tablecloth.

Keeping the broods separate so they won't fight

All the rain complicates the raising of cuyes because they cannot eat wet grass.  Apparently, they don't even drink water, so if the grass is wet, it causes their stomachs to explode or something like that.

Don't have a clothesline?  Just lay everything out on the (damp) grass.