Las Hurdes

Each grave is indicated by a cross.
Or by a piece of wood.
The only luxuries in Las Hurdes are the churches.
This is in one of the poorest villages.
A better-off home.
Father, son, daughter-in-law and two grandchildren.
The paper cut-outs on the wall...
...add a touch of interior design.
In some villages, a woman roams the streets at night.
She announces deaths.
She rings a bell and stops to pray.
Everyone lives in a single room.
But this home is a little more comfortable.
There's a stable on the ground floor...
...and upstairs a kitchen and living space.
There's even a bed.
In winter, the Hurdanos sleep fully clothed.
The wear their clothes until they wear out.
This woman says:
"Nothing keeps one awake more
than thoughts of death...

"Or reciting an Ave Maria for someone's soul."
We left after two months in Las Hurdes.