By Sherab
These are my stories — small moments from life in Paro that I want to share with the world. A morning preparing incense, an afternoon at the monastery, the first chillies drying on the rooftops. Nothing grand, just the quiet beauty of everyday Bhutan.
I watched my grandmother arrange the seven golden bowls on our altar this morning, each one catching the early light from our window.
The landscape in Paro Valley is turning beautifully golden, signaling the start of the rice harvest season. These fields, covered in vibrant yellow hues of red rice, are almost ready...
Today was a day of small but meaningful tasks. My morning began with checking on the sang, the traditional incense still drying on the veranda. The main task was ordering a custom-made box...
Today was my husband's regular haircut day. The shop sits along the main street, with a view of Paro Dzong from its doorway. After, we stopped by the Pa Chu river...
This stunning lake sits at 4,300 meters, surrounded by towering peaks and draped in the soft, ethereal embrace of mist and clouds. The moment I arrived, it felt like stepping into another world...
The weather is perfect today. From my balcony, I can see Tiger's Nest Monastery. I'm taking advantage of the sun to dry something special: sang — incense from sacred herbs gathered at 4,000 meters...
I took a moment to stop by the Pa Chu river and admire Rinpung Dzong. The "Fortress on a Heap of Jewels" — built in the 17th century, still home to monks who follow daily rituals...
On the path to Taklung Monastery, there's a special place where I always pause — to listen to flowing water and watch the gentle turning of the Mani Khorlo. Each spin carries countless prayers...
As the weather in Paro slowly shifts, bringing the first hints of winter's chill, I've started the annual ritual of preparing our home — unrolling thick, colorful carpets with dragon patterns...
Visiting Taklung always feels like stepping into a timeless space. Yesterday, I carried a warm pot of ema datshi as an offering. Thirty-five young monks live here, and their favorite pastime is soccer...
There's a moment every year in Paro that tells me winter is around the corner. It's not the frost — it's the sight of red chillies drying on rooftops all across the valley...
Sundays are always a gentle pause. From my terrace, Tiger's Nest in the distance. Today there's a slightly different atmosphere — our younger daughter is preparing for a big exam...
Today started with preparing breakfast and getting my daughters ready for school. After morning prayers and Ngondro practice, I headed to town for errands, momos, and bubble tea...
Every morning, as the sun rises over Paro, I find myself drawn to the terrace with a cup of tea. The view — mountains stretching as far as the eye can see, Tiger's Nest nestled on the cliffs...
These moments happen every day in Paro. Come experience them with us.
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