The White Russian (alcohol free)

When one googles the White Russians, all one gets is the alcohol related pictures. And that's not where I'm going with this.
White Russians are people, seemingly elusive people at that.

Ask me how bad I wanted to photograph this group of people, sadly I never got a chance. All I could manage was an iPhone picture taken without consent, but she acknowledged the action at the same time. )

Fascinating culture these people seem to be. A mixture reminiscent of the Amish and the Hutterites. (yet more I'd give my eye teeth to photograph)
The White Russian womens's headdresses are such vibrant jewel tone colours, as are their long dresses. (While the Hutterites are a modest black or blue.)
 One can not help but admire the overall effect. ( the married ones wear the head wraps, singles don't. Married men sport beards like the Amish, single men are clean shaven. Both wear suspenders, a nod to the Amish again.)
A wee bit of background:
They call themselves White Russians to separate themselves from the Black Russians, to which they want no part of, I'm told. They immigrated from Russia with a choice of two places and two places only; Oregon U.S.A and Plamondon, Alberta Canada. Why those two areas, I've no idea, I would of loved to find out.
They live on farms or in small clusters of houses within the same geographic area of a certain number of kilometers.
I'm also told they are quite friendly and love to talk but I had yet to meet up with a chatty one. Perhaps because I was female. The single ones had no problems communicating with my husband. *wink* The married ladies busy with their young.
Twice I went up to join him while he worked, staying in a wee little cabin on the lake. Twice I wanted to photograph them in their settings, hoping to garner an invite to their homes.But the opportunity didn't present itself. ( If I was in thinking mode, I should of had hubby chat one up and get me an invite. Hey.. whatever works. )

I have a fascination with different cultures, the way they live, interact among themselves/the rest of the world.Their beliefs,customs, their cooking methods.. If time and money would allow, I'd travel to areas to learn and photograph what's considered 'different' than mainstream.
But reality is what it is and I'm not likely to take up the nomad life any time soon. Hopefully in the near future, though, I'll have another crack chance at the White Russians.

This is the iPhone picture and she's not even wearing a vibrant colour. But you'll get an idea of what a White Russian looks like.