Khao Phansa, and staying put
For three months of the rains the monastic community stays in one place, and the lay year reorganises itself around that.

Counted in moons
Songkran sits in month five, Khao Phansa in month eight, Loy Krathong on the full moon of month twelve. Below, those months against the rain in Bangkok and the rain here.
Lunar month above, Gregorian below.
Water poured over Buddha images and over the hands of elders is the observance; the street soaking is what grew around it.
For three months of the rains the monastic community stays in one place, and the lay year reorganises itself around that.

A banana-leaf float, a candle and a coin go onto the water on the full moon of the twelfth month — in Canada, onto whatever water there is.

The temple keeps the calendar. The grocer keeps what can be cooked for it.
And in Vancouver →The part that only exists here
Galangal, makrut lime and holy basil arrive on a schedule, and the menu of what can be cooked fresh follows it.

The gap between a Bangkok stall's bowl and a Canadian menu is mostly Thai-Chinese cooking, and that is a history rather than a compromise.
Six frames from a Thai year






Colophon
Kitchens, temples, and travel desks we keep beside this calendar.