H'mong Woman, Sapa. 1995

The H'mong in Sapa always wear blue. They make the cloth and dye it themselves. You can tell by the stains on their fingers. I could not take my eyes off this beautiful woman. I t was sad to see her caught in the gringo frenzy, mostly European at the time, crowds who circled her and sought to buy whatever she would sell. Walking back with Seth after a long hike we passed a young girl cutting rice on the steep side of a hill. Standing up from the backbreaking work she held the scythe aloft. "Two dollah," she declared. Then went back to work as we smiled and kept walking.