Tag: hills
In the middle of the town I walked pass the sidewalk where the traffic ends; followed a beaten path until it ended. Then I climbed the hill hoping…
Three ferry boats are tied up adjoining each other. Ours is the one with the open door and the man standing in front.
Quarrying the granite made the village wealthy enough to invest in a dragon fruit orchard.
Rice is being planted. While, off in the distance, a pagoda reminds us of the sacrifices made by others.
Generally, from hill to hill the flat land in between is plowed. Then it takes a team of people to plant rice.
