This weekend, Marcy and I headed north of Dalian to the Shenyang, capital of Liaoning province and ancient capital of China. It was a four-hour train trip through the dusty, rural farming areas of Liaoning.
There was almost nothing growing yet, so I assume it's planting season. Farmers
with rusty bicycles could be seen far out in the dessicated fields, hoeing up huge plumes of light-brown dust. Others walked behind sluggish oxen, plowing the fields the ancient way.
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