The cook.

A the end of the day, this angel of nourishment dissapears into her own little world of vegitables, sauces and seasoning.
We sit passing her supplies and running for water, crowded around patiently but impatiently, awaiting the feast to warm our belliees.

Thank you Joanne

Lighting courtesy of an electric hook-up and a halogen heater.
You'll see this glorious glow across a few more following blips inside the tent.