Black Inuit & a poem

I grew up on sunshine and laughter and very little money.
I grew up with people and stories and very few worries.
I grew up on beaches, soccer fields and wherever Fun was.
I grew up looking for trouble if it didn’t find me first.

The poem has nothing to do with the photos. Enjoy the beautiful Thia, The Black Eskimo:


















































Comments

A very lucky person indeed. And the photos are gorgeous.
Anonymous said…
Gosh Thia one of a kind! Hope you are the same insinde out...cute poem there Nana
BessieAkuba said…
wonderful job of capturing her beauty. :)
Lidian Kalter said…
Love those photo's!
Anonymous said…
Amazing images!