The first time when my aunt told me she was going to get water, she said, “let me show you my definition of country.” When someone mentions country, the words – quiet and still – immediately flash across my mind. For me, country means green and rustic. In China, with cities popping up everywhere, I did not think rural areas still existed, especially so close to my hometown but after a 30-minute drive, there we were at my aunt’s former boss’s ranch.
She comes here to get water. Not from the pond, ew. She gets water from a well which she said, “the water out here is sweeter and not as polluted as the city’s.” In this part of China, it’s mandatory to boil the water before consumption, otherwise, you might spend the night on the toilet or worse, in the emergency room.
We came here at least once every other weekend and whenever we come here, I’d be sure to bring my camera with me. There’s always something to photograph – wildflowers, ducks, geese, fruit, trees, etc.
The above photo was taken from my very first trip to the ranch and that day was perfect. It’s not everyday one gets to see blue skies in China. It’s one of those rare phenomenons you only get to see once in a blue moon. My mother’s currently in China and she’s been complaining for the last three days about not seeing the blue sky. That’s China for ya.
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