The ground was dry and the farming appeared primitive. She was working every morning when I passed this field just after sunrise. She was still working in the late afternoon.
I admired this elderly woman. Working the land is a physically demanding endeavour. She was so engrossed in her work, seldom resting. While she seemed poor, there was an aura of contentment as she watered the crops.
The act of watering reflects care. I remember my father emphasising the importance of this. Taking care in whatever you do and striving for ‘quality in action’, was a value that he passed on to our family.
The vegetable plants were growing and she was seeing the fruits of her labour.
As I took this photograph, I thought of the zen-like mental state that she was probably in, as she worked. The simplicity and routine of her work, coupled with the ability to remain in the present and not to get distracted, are the necessary elements to enter such a meditative state. It seemed rather strange that this elderly lady could probably teach young professional sportsmen and women (who are so richly rewarded financially), much about how to remain focused, when dealing with the ongoing, repetitive routines of athletic practice.