Year after year, for an endless eight months, thousands of families move to a desert in India to extract salt from the burning earth. Every monsoon their salt fields are washed away, as the desert turns into sea. And still they return, taking pride in producing the whitest salt in the world. Arriving just after the monsoon, Sanabhai and his family will live here from September until April. Their nearest neighbor is a kilometer away. Sanabhai has taken a large loan from the salt merchant in town as an advance on his salt harvest. He needs money to dig a well to reach the saline water 70 feet below ground, and to buy the diesel for the pump which draws the brine into the salt pans. In April, the salt merchant sends his man to inspect the salt. He cuts the price agreed with Sanabhai at the beginning of the season. The season is over and the monsoon is on its way: the heavy rains will soon wash the family’s salt fields away. The desert itself will not remain a desert anymore, but will turn into a sea.