by Tim Beneath the fields of yellow flowers lie layers of storied soil. Yearly depositions from the Karnali River, scooped and scoured from the Himalayas and carried ever downward. The clay rests around two meters down, beneath the crops and... Continue Reading →
by Mason Leaves flutter and stalks sway. A man cuts a piece of bamboo to make a basket. In Nepal, this amazing grass has had many different uses for generations. It is still used for clothing, furniture making, and even... Continue Reading →
by Shannon “The trees were bending like tall grass in a storm, lying almost completely on the earth then springing back. Every time I stood, I was thrown down to the ground. Big rocks were rolling down from the mountain.... Continue Reading →
by Celia Mason, mom, dad and I sit in a circle watching intently as our teacher Man Bahadur dai patiently shows us how to weave bamboo baskets. He has been making these baskets for nearly fifty years, since his month-in-law... Continue Reading →
by Mason Walking up stone steps through terraced fields, we make our way to the Kami hamlet. Kamis are a specific group in Nepal that work with metal. They are part of the caste known as the Dalits or untouchables. This means that... Continue Reading →
48 drips per minute. The sugar water fills a bucket, pulled upwards from root storage in mid-winter. A single tap, in an approximately 1/2 inch hole, is one pin-prick in the girth of this ancestor maple. These two that I... Continue Reading →
Patiently, methodically, stretching and folding the dough, feeling the texture in my fingers, sticking to my cuticles. It feels right, a bit shaggy and damp, but reasonably formed. Fermented in the pantry for 12 hours, then on the hanging rack... Continue Reading →
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