nsw4133:

I admit, I’m in love with the old gigantic scythe because it is big and ominous and looks hella cool. But I placed it in a ripened paddy field because that’s probably when a scythe is gonna be used–the harvest season. My people had their culture arranged around the harvest cycle. Understandably, back then rice was everything. No rice, no food, the end. But now, even as we’ve all moved on to jobs that does not require us to farm and worry about the weather all the time, we still make our biggest celebration around this magical idea of harvest, the Kaamatan. It’s not as largely celebrated on my island, but bruh, on the mainland, that’s where the harvest celebration go really all out. And I know I’ve missed out on that growing up because usually that happens during the school year, not when it is a long school holiday. But since I’m out of the school system, I’ve been given more chance to experience all these festivities and I love it.