From the category archives: NOMAD

Fifty-Two Pics

Holy Kisses. Ten-Years-in-Tibet, 52.7

Yesterday we had the privilege of joining the Elderberries Class for a luncheon at our church.  Mark was the speaker so Ellis and I went to listen and fellowship with the older-souls.  A certain scene keeps repeating.  A white haired gentleman beckoned ten year old Ellis over to where he was seated at the dining table.  Without solicitation Ellis gazed in his eyes not two inches from his face.  I thought she was going to kiss him but then she gave him a tight hug.  The look of sheer delight on his face while Ellis was holding his neck.  That's where the ten second clip ends and then replays.  Incidentally the following pictures have been flashing on our screen saver for the last couple of weeks.  One of them appeared a few minutes ago and that was my prompt to write this blog.  No need to search the picture archives.  I'm just going to call this holy kisses and leave it at that. We lived across the street from an old folks home.  We got to know ...

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This is Love! Ten-Years-in-Tibet 52.6

Take the money and run? Yes, it's a Lunar New Year tradition to shower kids with red envelopes (like Valentines) containing crisp bills.  During the fifteen day celebration every host and adult party guest comes with a pocket-full of stuffed envelopes or loose cash to bestow on the little ones as they appear.  We noted this tradition from our first year and prepared ourselves to imitate.  This haul was at midnight on New Year's Eve, celebrating at the home of our close, like-family friends.  David had been awakened just before the countdown.  And this is before we found out that you are supposed to wear brand new, unstained clothing, symbolic for "all things new."  Hahahaha! With every passing year we learned more about the intricacies of bestowing the gift.  Just because someone gives big bucks to one child and not to another isn't necessarily a measure of affection for the child or representation of how much he has to spend.  There may be unspoken expectations of ...

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Take the Money and Run! Ten-Years-in-Tibet 52.5

Start the one week count down to Tibetan Lunar New Year!  February 8th is fast approaching so  take this picture of Ellis as a teaser for what comes next!


While in the USA there is a certain sigh and new year calm when January gets underway, in our old hometown on the Tibetan Plateau things are just revving up for the Lunar New Year Festival.  For weeks before the holiday every household prepares - cleaning the dung burning (or if you are a townie, electric) stove, smudged windows, and dirty-dirt floors.  Traditional cooking for hours and days (special dishes like chicken feet, pig head, varieties of fish if you're Chinese and yak and lamb-meat dumplings if you are Tibetan).  Shopping for or making the one new outfit each man, woman, and child will don for the year.  Everything must be new including your underwear if you can afford to buy.

Seeing. Ten-Years-in-Tibet, 52.4

I just can’t.  I can’t do this.  Every Sunday morning I get lost in pictures.  I know you understand this phenomenon.  When you start looking and an hour passes and suddenly you realize you have had no idea where you are in the present because you are somewhere lost in the past.  It’s not much for me to confess that I have cried every time I choose a picture for this blog.  “Not much” because I cry for a lot of things.  But I can’t choose just one picture anymore.  It’s not fair to the stories I want to tell in images.  One photo can’t say the same thing as two or three.  Or this time as I give up on choosing a single picture for the week – I am blowing it BIG and adding photos galore.  After all, who made this rule that I can only choose one photo per week?  Yeah, I did.  So I am breaking my own regimen and I’ll probably do it again.  And again.  And this man, “aYungBu ...

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Ho-Hum Day. Ten-Years-in-Tibet, 52.3

We lived a few kilometers from the northern shore of the largest salt water lake in China.  Every fall it freezes solid so that you can drive a car across the surface.  In late spring it melts so that by summertime you can swim in it if you dare (still cold-cold water).  Inspired by this morning's snow blanket covering NOMAD Farms (kids disappeared to sled at breaking dawn), this is a photo from from a ho-hum afternoon on the other side of the world.  On the far right is Bowen, Scottie, David, & Ellis' Tibetan brother, "DD" (November 2012).  

Playmates. Ten-Years-in-Tibet, 52.2

As I select the second photo I realize a resolution to post one picture a week is more ambitious than I imagined.  This morning I am overwhelmed by thousands of pictures from the Tibetan Plateau, each one a part of a decade-long story.  I could make a picture book to portray highs and lows, miracles and tragedies but I can hardly choose ONE picture for every week.  I look at the photos and marvel that we were actually there with naked eyes and watched it all unfold in living color.   This picture was taken in February of 2006 on our first scouting trip to the wilderness town where God paved the way for us to move a few months later.  Little did we know that Ellis would grow up with the fellow six month old boy she is meeting here and that the great grandpa who is introducing them would become a beloved friend.  This could be first in a time line of pictures showing these two children together.  Notice how Dorjee has a rope tied round his waist - this is the standard guard ra ...

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Dung Stove. Ten-Years-in-Tibet, 52.1

Dana's Resolution: to more integrate our life among Nomads on the Tibetan Plateau with our life here at NOMAD Farms by sifting through and describing one picture for display every week.  Duration: one year /  fifty-two weeks.


Lambing season.  I love this image for the dung burning stove and feeding prep in the background.  There were always some livestock abandoned by their sheep (or goat) moms and the Tibetans gathered in and bottle fed them through infancy.


  1. Re: An Eye-Opening Comparison

    good post

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  2. Re: NOMAD Farms Chicken has a New Look

    "Pastured Poultry" I love it! Continued best wishes to you guys.

    -- DC

  3. Re: An Eye-Opening Comparison

    Wow thank you for sharing this comparison. Very eye opening and disturbing!!!!!!!

    -- Tina

  4. Re: Why Does NOMAD Charge $18 per Chicken?

    Great article, Dana! You really broke things down well!

    -- Denys