๐พ People call it Floating Rice ๐พ
You may not know thisโฆ
Not every field depends entirely on sunlight. ๐ค๏ธ
In the Mekong Delta, there are fields that wait for the water to arrive before a rice season can begin.
๐ Each year, as the water level rises, Floating Rice begins its own journey โ quietly stretching upward with the floodwaters, welcoming the alluvial soil, and living fully through a season shaped by nature.
๐ The rice does not rush, does not resist the current; it simply grows in harmony with the flowing water.
๐พ Then, when the waters recede, on fields still heavy with mud, the rice ripens into a golden hue. A gentle fragrance drifts in the breeze, signaling the start of harvest โ closing one flood season and opening hope for the next.
