Her hands tie the knots, she now opens the bag to sell. I stop and she wants me to sit beside her. She motions for me to sit in the shop with her.
I do this many days. I listen and do what the elders say. I walk through the bamboo stall and sit there as she opens the bag looking at her hands....
I sit with her, she is happy to give me the tamarinds as she now opens the bag her hand working my eyes clicking away as she moves the plastic to liberate the beans.
Twisting plastic the knot is bound to go away.
She works as I look and see her hands as thought they are part of mine for just a moment of time.
As the eyes focus the farm gets tighter and zoomed in all of her attention, all of my attention now grows closer into the seeing the picture coming closer to her hands.
Closer as it is the more i can see. her hands again another part of me.
The bag gets opened as she shows me. I look and like she cracks the sweet bitter delight to show me, taste together and laugh as we do.
I share what she shares with me. I sit there and offer the ladies who pick tamarinds all day a bean pod. They accept and take from my bag i hope i over pay the cash is more important to them to keep on them as it is not for me to have .
The area to which she sold her Tamarinds. The bag open I sit and eat in the shade the reprieve of the hot sun. A local comes by and see me sitting there the old lady smiling as she holds on to me as we sit and eat tamarinds.
The local notices me and smiles and know that this must be the place I left before and have come back now like an off wind shore breeze to spend time and then leave.
Life is slower here as time get slowed down as the bike comes across the street at a slow lead, watching it is easy to see the lines that pas so easily in this time, sitting in the shade eating tamarinds.
This time too will not last.
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The view from inside the shop as we watch the road drive by and wait for the next load.
This can be a typical day in the life of living in Vietnam. Sitting with the shop keeper sharing moments with them as they share moments with you. The beauty of this land had much to be seen and only in slow times is it able to be experienced.
