talk about a literal backyard industry. these anahaw fans were strewn all over the backyards of the houses in a town i visited recently where the raw materials were in abundance (they say they didn’t plant them, but just grew naturally). sometimes they occupied the roads too. i wonder if a big howling wind suddenly blew, and how the houses knew which fans were theirs 😀
sometimes we forget that our bags, hats, brooms, and even houses (nipa) come from trees and plants, until we go back to the provinces, essentially back to our roots.