A nice chat in a rice paddy.

I woke up this morning around 6:30 to find these 2 ladies in the field behind my hotel balcony sitting quietly working. I opened up the doors to hear the faintest lilt of a conversation in the air between them. It seemed like a familiar routine for them, like old friends meeting over coffee. Language differences aside, I know these people have known each other for some time. I wonder if they are here everyday, is this the way they always start their morning?

I was thinking about how wonderful it might be to be sat there with one of my best girlfriends every morning while I could get my days work done. I am not naïve enough to think this easy work by any means but it does lead me to wonder just how much more tolerable any work might be if one could do it with a companion. So much of my work is done inside my own head, which might be why I find this scenario rather inviting.