29/09/2026
The harvest ends. The tradition doesn’t.
In the orchards of Chulli Bagh, the last apricots of the season are gathered, split and laid out beneath the Ladakhi sun. Some are enjoyed fresh. Others are dried slowly, carrying the taste of summer into the months ahead.
And beneath the old trees, there is time for tea, conversation and stories.
A rhythm of life passed down through generations.