When it was still kind of nice walking around.
Plenty of water in the air, though.
This actually kind of just reminds me of the audiobooks I was listening to at the time: Earth’s Children, by Jean M. Auel
I make no claims to be a great photographer, but huts, trucks or powerlines always seem to get in the way of how it looks if you were really there. Still, I like the layers in this valley. Gully. Whatevs.
Fences are probably in the same category as powerlines.
This was after a few weeks away (in Oz) – colours changing already, though the air was still pretty warm and sticky
The frogs had well and truly disappeared by this time. Where do they come from every rainy season, and where do they all disappear to?
Late September – early October, coming up to harvest time
And the smoky season starts, and new season rice is in the shops.