An ordinary Kunja day

The best of a hill day hides in its plainest moments. Sow a terrace field at planting time, feed the cattle, carry the warm milk in from the shed, knead dough for the wood-fire chulha, or walk the cows out toward the forest at dusk. The most ordinary things — and somehow impossible to truly live anywhere else.

The best of a hill day is in its plainest moments. Sow a terrace field at planting time, feed the cattle, carry the milk, knead bread and bake it on the wood-fire chulha, or walk the cows out toward the forest at dusk.

None of it is a staged 'activity' — it's simply what the day asks for, and you're always welcome to lend a hand. It sounds ordinary because it is. That is exactly why it's almost impossible to find anywhere else.