The thatched hut of an ethnic minority farmer clings to the hillside of a cassava farm. This is Northeast Cambodia as it is today: the wild allure of virgin forrest replaced by a beauty more uniform, more cultivated, more agrarian.
I love the April sky in Cambodia; it’s always full of gorgeous puffy white clouds. Beautiful. Every Highlander has two houses, one in the village and one at the farm. The farm one is usually a little more than a lean-to, like this one above. During busy planting or harvesting times everyone lives out at […]