Just after arriving on Majouli, the biggest river island in the world.
A woman of the Mishing tribe at night... most of the villagers live in traditional bamboo huts without any amenities (like electricity), so in the evening the village takes on an ominous candlelit glow. (See candle kid in Jordan's previous post; a much better representation of said glow)
A Majouli villager carries rice early in the morning. Paddy fields as far as the eye could see.
A tea estate worker sweeps up the tea that has lost its way in a factory in Jorhat. Tea leaves undergo a long series of cutting, squishing and drying before they are ready to steep.
Sorry for the terrible captions and lack of timely updates but we are really loving the internet hiatus that is apparently inevitable while traveling India. Try it.
3 comments:
girrrrrrrrrlllllll, damn, you keep rockin that camera. the tea fella, that's the one. i love you and am so proud!
all of these are lovely moments. the man sweeping is really excellent.
keep shooting!
I like 3 & 4--especially how that dude fits snugly under the window.
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