As I approached my work space at home, a familiar sound greeted me – the thrashing of dried rice stalks.

Yes, it is harvest time again in the rice fields behind our rented home in Ubud. The last time the ibus (women) harvested the rice from these same fields was in April, and I took some pictures of them in action.

The sight and sound of them working is always pleasant. It tells me that the earth is bountiful, that there is life in everything around us, and that very soon, the fields will be first filled with water before turning green again, during another cycle of growing rice.

It really is a wonderful scene to wake up to every morning and watch the change through six months.

Do you experience something similar where you live? Share it with us!