Khun Da has a small herd of cattle. Each morning he takes them from their over-nighting shed out to the rice field where they graze all day on the rice straw and weeds...each evening he brings them home.
He always takes his cloth shoulder-bag with him. It contains a snack, perhaps a couple of portions of betel-nut, a knife, a hand-catapault. It also serves as the carry-bag for any edible things he finds on the journey...perhaps mushrooms, edible berries, a lizard, a field rat, some water-weed.
The Boy and Nong Prae have spent an hour with Khun Da this afternoon, and now return with him and the cattle in time for the evening meal ritual.
This has been Khun Da's daily routine for most of his 60 years; probably it is little different from that of his ancestors from this region over the past 1000 years. Khun Da may be the last member of his lineage to perform this routine...the culture is deteriorating rapidly now, and the rate is accelerating as I observe...I document what I can...
=== At my other Shutterchance site, I have moved on to a photo essay of Yangon, Myanmar [Rangoon, Burma] which might be of interest to you. ===