Inspired by this shot taken by a friend, which I think is amazing, not only is it my favorite drink but also the reflections are so cool. I went out and attempted to do something similar. I found a lovely place called D Sawah, which means rice fields, and so sure enough, we found ourselves at a table with a great rice field view:
They did not have wine on the menu, so I ordered a coconut water instead. The glass was therefore not quite as fancy, but I tried a few shots of the view through the glass
not quite the same, but interesting none the less
I am surrounded by amazing landscapes here in Bali, everywhere I turn, there is another breathtaking view. From amazing white sand beaches to the mountains and rice fields, we really are spoilt for choice. This is the view as I was driving up to Bedugul for the day.The agricultural fields in the foreground are framed by the mountains in the distance.
Here is a shot of a lovely little boy coming home from his bath in the river where he also washed his family’s clothes. His face is so expressive, I could just imagine how heavy those wet clothes were. Just a small reminder that not everyone has a washing machine, or even an indoor bathroom. Many people are still living in very basic conditions
Bali is well known for its terraced rice fields, they are absolutely fascinating, in that they are so well constructed, to ensure that every single patch is able to access water. At times, the city water system is redirected to these fields in order to make sure the rice will grow undeterred. Unfortunately, more and more rice fields are being sold off to make way for new buildings. It is so short sighted as there is now not enough rice being grown in Bali to feed the people here, and rice is having to be imported in.
Thankfully there is one particular area near our village that has been protected against any building, and the rice fields are preserved for now. It is the most beautiful view on the island, and inspires hope that at least some of the natural elements will remain, and not all disappear under a sea of hotels and restaurants
These are my favorite natural lines and they can be found in Jatih Luwih:
Its fun to play around with size, and here are various interpretations of the theme:
I love this one where my daughter appears to be tiny under the foot of her cousin:
and these two where I have the sun in my hand
and then my husband next to a huge statue in Taman Nusa:
and finally my husband between our two boys..how small he seems compared to them!
Bali is shrouded in mystery, there are so many things that go on here which are inexplicable. Black and white magic are used on a daily basis, to attack and protect. People seem to be able to go in to a trance at the drop of a hat. Dancers can stab themselves with a knife and be unharmed, and dance over hot coals without feeling a thing, all with the encouragement of frenzied chanting, as can be seen in this photo below:
Next is the belief that if you feel sick, it is because there is too much wind in your body, which can be expelled through the use of cups, or horns, as can be seen here:
or the burning of incense to keep away bad spirits:
and the biggest mystery of all, is how these structures that are paraded around the streets every year and then ceremoniously burned before we all hide away and meditate for 24 hours can bring peace to the island
However, it is this mystery that brings people back to Bali again and again, it holds so much mystique and intrigue, and for those like me, who call this island home, it has an inexplicable draw. So much so that going back to England just is not an option.
Bali is always warm,even when it rains, the temperature rarely moves far away from 30 degrees. The midday sun can get a bit too hot for me, so my favorite times of the day are sunrise and sunset. The colors are amazing, and when reflected against the ocean there really is nothing better.
One of the many things I fell in love with in Bali is the amazing architecture here. Sitting on the bus driving from Java to Bali, I was struck by the attention to detail in every aspect. The roofs of simple houses all had little details on the edges, the doors are intricately carved, and the temples are works of art. Here are just a few images, although I could add so many more.
Bali is such a colorful place, it is almost impossible to isolate just one color. I did my best, but it seems a shame to leave the other colors out!!
My favorite flower is the frangipani, and here are a few floating on the water:
Yesterday was full moon, and we had a temple ceremony in our village, here is one of the offerings that was used:
I was in Gili Trawangan a few months ago, and took pictures of the colorful umbrellas there:
finally, a shot taken at my favorite time of day…sunset
What I treasure most are my children. They mean the world to me, and despite causing some stress along the way, have also brought a great deal of joy. My second son turns 17 today, my eldest will be 19 this year, and is about to set off on a new adventure,so that leaves me with my 11 year old, who is growing up way too fast too. I treasure all the moments that we are together, as I know gradually they will all be spreading their wings. So here are a few memories of us all together