The green of the rice paddies by the Mekong is vibrant and intense and a contrast to the blue skies filled with fluffy clouds during the rainy season.
On Sunday I went for a bike ride on tracks near here. It was very warm (make that stinking hot!!). I stopped for respite under the shady trees in a temple. The young monks were intrigued and took pity on my, inviting me up to their sala for some cold water and to sit by the fan. How wonderful!and kind! Good kharma.
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