A few minutes into this morning’s walk I heard a concentration of voices, chanting, laughter – the unmistakable hum of people gathering – up ahead. As I approached the house I realized a family was holding an annual ceremony to honor a loved one who had passed. 

Then a new tractor was delivered. What unfolded then was not only a blessing ceremony for the tractor but a blessing to observe in such close, welcomed proximity. This volume is a candid peek into a moment of daily village life. Ordinary and extraordinary often fold together into one here … if you’re paying attention.