Fascination With Tiles. In Morocco

Sometimes I watch tourists taking pictures in my own city. I try to look up with them. Very often it is something I have never paid much attention to or have never even seen before. I wonder if one can be oblivious to the beauty of Moroccan tiles. A gentleman at the market in Fez…

Never Underestimate the Ant People

I salute you if you do not judge. I salute you if you know how to listen without interrupting or jumping to the next exciting thing when you feel you are satisfied with the answer.  Do you judge when you meet someone new? What if I died my hair blue thinking that mermaids had better dreams?…

Green Shades

Delilah has run out of plates and mugs. Her spoons are mouldy. Delilah is waiting for a reply to her texts. Delilah sees heart shaped trees and clouds. In response to a photo challenge It IS Easy Being Green!

When Your Greatest Fear is Boredom

Some people might be scared of death. My biggest fear is boredom. Not the one where the solitude is the most overwhelming and everything seems dark. I am talking about the boredom where my inner child stops asking questions and does not feel the need to lick ice cream. Too worried it might ruin my crisp white shirt. Today…

Bright Blue Skies in Moderation

My best friend got a job at the chocolate shop. She loves chocolate. I wonder how long this loving relationship will last. My sister once made me Tiramisu. It was amazing. Once I have had too much I felt sick. A toast with cheese after a painful rice diet made me go to places I have…

The Beauty of Darkness

“During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country; and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on, within view of…

Tourist in Your Own City. Black & White Nottingham

  I find it amazing that we go to the most remote lands in search of blissful moments. Looking for beauty and inspiration. Escaping the familiar. I wandered around taking pictures. I looked up. I passed by some streets looking at my surroundings from a different perspective. I tried to be a tourist in a place where I feel…

For the Lovers of Extraordinary. Greek Wander

Do you get stuck? I do. Trapped in an imaginary world of problems. Making failure plans and having nothing to look forward to. Misery can be so tiring. Why would anyone choose to feel that way? Then the imaginary happens and you snap out of it. I hope you do. Travel pictures always bring light…

Black and White Edge

Dreaming at the end of the bridge. Holding ice cream. Watching it melt. I wonder how the city looks when the lights go down. What do strangers do when they reach the edge? I asked my fried to think of the edge. He mentioned U2. I blame the sunshine. It is inappropriately bright today. One of those…

Back to School

A dress or a skirt? I can’t wear that. Too short. I don’t want to look like I am trying too hard. What about flowers? Is it OK to bring flowers to my English teacher? Will my classmates think I’m kissing her a**?  1st of September is the first day of school depending which hemisphere you…