8/10/2005

Morning Serxu

The other day I woke up early and took a walk outside of the village and up the hill (to see what was on the other side). Just as I reached the ridgeline, 4 Tibetan woman on horseback came up from the valley below, they were, as far as I could tell, a grandmother, a mother, and twin daughters. All the women were dressed in elegant Tibetan formal wear (much nicer than day to day clothes) and each had an umbrella held aloft. The daughters were riding side-saddle, something I have never seen before. As they passed by the grandmother smiled, the mother nodded, and the daughters averted their eyes. I did not pick up my camera because some moments are best preserved in memory, their perfection dulled by crude attempts to frame them on film.

2 Comments:

alfr3do said...

"some moments are best preserved in memory, their perfection dulled by crude attempts to frame them on film"

Beautiful. Finding your blog and reading you travel notes has been like discovering a small treasure. Thanks for sharing.

8/10/2005 11:44:36 AM  
Zanne said...

You are correct, some moments are best left to memory. That one will be for you alone, and perhaps you will visit it many times.

8/14/2005 01:52:06 AM  

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