
Photo essay: At the edge of Sikkim, a tight-knit community gathers to honour the rice that sustains it
But the dance is in sowing, in the preparation of the earth for the seeds. Dressed in local ornaments, the men of the village strike and loosen the soil with long sharpened bamboo sticks, evoking a rhythm to which women move, dispersing the grain carefully. All around rises the smell of the rich and dark…