Yangon is a jungle disguised as a city.
Showing posts with label Myanmar. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Myanmar. Show all posts
Thursday, September 29, 2016
Lotus Weavers, Inle Lake
Lotus plants abound in Inle Lake and a hundred years ago the weavers discovered an ingenious use for the plant's spiderweb like fibers.
Our Bagan Family
After buying several of his sand paintings Uncle Tin Lin insisted that we let him return the generosity. "My wife is a very good cook," he assured, but we didn't need much convincing.
Sunrises and Sunburnt Clay in Bagan
Layers of mist and peepal trees float above the arid
landscape. The earth exhales its last cooling breath of the day as the morning
sun burns through heavy curtains of fog on the horizon. Balloons take to the
air in a watercolor sky of orange and pink. The rapid clicks of camera shutters
and revving motorbike engines accompany the sun on its silent assent into the
day. Gold leafed pagoda domes melt the night’s chill from their pointed hats, excited birds dance in silhouetted trees and monk chants echo through a crackling
radio in the gate keeper’s quarters.
The morning routines of Myanmar’s sacred
city, as seen from the temple tops.
A Perfumed Week in Ngapali Beach
Ngapali Beach is a paradise of puppies and palm trees, where the air smells of sardines but the water is so clear that you don’t even care.
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