I met an old man in El Rincon de Santa Maria, in Panama. He lived in a clay house he built with his two hands - frames made of wood and the space in between cemented with clay deposits from the earth. He asked if I was in a hurry and I said I was. He laughed and said, Hurry on your way, then sat back down in his wooden chair, on the porch in front of his clay house.
|Photo Location:||El Rincon de Santa Maria, Panama, Panama|
|Camera:||Canon EOS-1D X|
|Copyright:||© Aya Andrews|