These women were carrying hay that would be used to feed animals from somewhere in the foothills down to a village along the Trishuli River. They'd carried the hay a long way and it's something Nepali women do constantly. They carry incredible loads like these, or it might be water or corn. The following portraits of Nepali women are hopefully a good cross section and representative of all Nepali women. I dedicated this blog to them because I was given a rare opportunity, a priviledge really, through my work with the conference, to get to know some of these woman, to be invited to their villages and into their homes, to sit and listen to their stories, and to work along side of them, and in all of that I was given a rare and wonderful gift, a rare glimpse into their everyday, ordinary lives. But they are not ordinary by any means. I was moved to tears, over and over, by their courage, their spirit, their brilliance, their stamina, and their beauty.
This mother and daughter are caught in a routine endeavor of moving enormous amounts of corn from the field to their home where they will spend hours shucking the corn and preparing it for food. As you can see by the expressions on their faces it is a daunting task and one, certainly, that they are inured to.
I'm not going to write comments under each picture as they photos speak for themselves in most cases. I'm tempted to exclaim about my favorites but I will desist.
These women were carrying hay that would be used to feed animals from somewhere in the foothills down to a village along the Trishuli River. They'd carried the hay a long way and it's something Nepali women do constantly. They carry incredible loads like these, or it might be water or corn. The following portraits of Nepali women are hopefully a good cross section and representative of all Nepali women. I dedicated this blog to them because I was given a rare opportunity, a priviledge really, through my work with the conference, to get to know some of these woman, to be invited to their villages and into their homes, to sit and listen to their stories, and to work along side of them, and in all of that I was given a rare and wonderful gift, a rare glimpse into their everyday, ordinary lives. But they are not ordinary by any means. I was moved to tears, over and over, by their courage, their spirit, their brilliance, their stamina, and their beauty.
This mother and daughter are caught in a routine endeavor of moving enormous amounts of corn from the field to their home where they will spend hours shucking the corn and preparing it for food. As you can see by the expressions on their faces it is a daunting task and one, certainly, that they are inured to.
I'm not going to write comments under each picture as they photos speak for themselves in most cases. I'm tempted to exclaim about my favorites but I will desist.
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