Sebastiana Montan barely looks down as she takes the dirt path from the farmhouse to her field below at a gallop. Her sandaled feet avoid stones and ruts with practised ease along the steep decline, but she pulls up short when she reaches a field of leafy crops. She begins choosing her steps with care.

Two years ago, there were no crops there. And just as often as not, her husband would not be there either.

Her small family farm hugs the Andean mountainside in Panacachi at 3,800 metres above sea level. Today, it’s full of maize, flowering fava, alfalfa, cabbage, lettuce, carrots and onions, as well as one hulking, black prize-winning bull.