Lunas interlude

This is a very secluded village road in Lunas. I was exploring it briefly last weekend. On the left is a rubber smallholding where one can still find people tapping for latex at dawn. There was nobody at work when I snapped these photos at about 10.30am. Too bad. But here's a tapped rubber tree. See the grooves on the bark? The latex flows down and collects in the little cup. The workers must have emptied it earlier on or otherwise this tree was turning out to be unproductive.


On the right of the road were some old Malay kampung houses. This one's quite big and imposing although, like the smallholding, no adults seemed to be around when I walked past it.


But elsewhere, the peace was punctured by this little girl crying. Pity her. She was crying away but her father simply ignored her and continued raking the dried leaves in their compound. I tell you, it was a simple country life in Lunas. Simple and peaceful...