Velma. It took an entire day for my teacher and his wife to make this after his father taught him how. The straw cover keeps the woodpile dry and they've had it now for two or three years.
That is a boat. Earlier in the day yesterday, the surface of the water was like glass, completely placid.
My teacher's wife accompanies me on my walks and loves kicking her boots through the dry leaves. I have wanted to go in the other direction (away from the DMZ) for a while, mostly out of curiosity, but was warned about two mean unleashed dogs. My teacher agreed to drive us on the motorbike past the dogs so that we could get by safely. The walk was amazingly gorgeous and so different from heading north. I didn't bring my camera, though, so hopefully another day I will be brave enough to just walk past the dogs. There's an entire camping school over that way with platforms for tents and everything, and a big road that goes right into the water, just like that. We sat on the rocks for a while and saw the sun come through the clouds.