A blog about preservationist breeding of Azawakh, one of the world's last remaining canine landraces...
6/23/10
my mother's mother...Grandmother Troup
There is perhaps no single person in my life who has so profoundly influenced me. Al hamdullilah. She left us at the young age of 76. Mash'Allah. I think she worked herself to death. She was a perfectionist. It is hard to be a perfectionist.
I never knew my Grandfather Troup. He died two years before I was born, mash'Allah. I wish I had known him. He was a very talented photographer.
Labels: Azawakh, Tuareg, Africa
azawakh,
burkina faso,
desert,
dogs,
images,
mali,
niger,
peul,
sahel,
tuareg
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