Yet another Chautauqua. Even through the glass in the window of the train carriage the scene was truly green. Rice fields grew all the way there and back in Java.
It must be the case that over centuries of tending the land it has been levelled, divided and devised to succeed in holding a shallow bath of water for the growing of the staple food.
The impression is not one of broad acres which would seem fitting to meet the high demand. More often multiple small fields in different stages of growth are seen and well orchestrated and cultivated by one or two expert farmers or a small group. Corn and other unidentified crops are there also.
Rice fields have 'fingers' into the small villages
The island has a fair share of hilly country. Gardening extended up very steep hills, in valleys and fields and centers of population were a constant feature.
Next to the watery fields a farmer's house, in brick, would be seemingly built sat flat on the damp ground. In all, the housing steadfastly resists change.
The cooked rice was invariable good.