A few weeks ago (realistically, it was more like over a month ago.) Jeremy & I went on a day trip out of the city with a friend of ours who's son I teach English to. She had been telling us about the flowers in the country side and how the air is so incredible at this time of year. So, we took the hour drive out of Chongqing's busy city and climbed up some small hills to take in the beauty of the season.
At the top of one of these hills was a plot of land being tended by a few local farmers. My friend, who's English name is Irene, asked them if we could purchase some of their vegetables. We spent some time picking some organic leafy greens to take back to the city with us.
It smelled like magic during our walk. The air had a crispness to it that I hadn't smelled in a long time. Taking in the Chinese countryside is something I get excited about. Seeing little villages nestled in the hills, farmers picking their spring crop of vegetables, stray dogs sleeping under big trees. Flower petals dusting the old cracked sidewalks. Ducks and chickens mingling around small yards. It is a such a welcome respite from the busy city.
