Time to harvest the rice! This is the field close to my neighbourhood... I've been watching it grow all summer and although I'm no rice expert I think it was a pretty good haul this year! I almost asked that farmer if I could help him, but my fear of talking to strangers is stronger than my desire to break my back harvesting rice. Think I made the right decision?
A beautiful fall day! Last Saturday I had to go to school (I'm a workaholic... annnd I don't have a computer in my apartment) to do some prep so I stopped by the Mandhu place in Yeongtong before heading to my cubicle. I love watching my mandhu steam, I'm utterly fascinated. You can arrange to go on a Buddhist temple stay and learn how to make Mandhu- it's number three on my list after going to Pusan and Jeju Island. The Mandhu place is also a kimbap place- you can see the rolls of kimbap all ready for some hungry individual on the go.
Across the main road in my neighbourhood- harvesting an unknown grain (I don't think it's rice, but I have been wrong before) outside one of the gazillion churches around Gokbanjeong-dong (and Korea in general).
2 comments:
Ahhhhh! Wonderful! I loved fall in Korea. I can imagine it right now.
I served as a misisonary there--oh, golly, almost 15 years ago, now--and got to go out in the country and help on farms a few times. That was so fun.
It's the best time of year! Although I still have winter to experience... but fall will be a tough season to beat...
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