Thursday, 12 October 2017


Life in the small Andalucian mountain town of Gauçin
took on a relaxed vibe.

On a clear day,
you could see the white rock of Gibraltar glowing in the distance,
and beyond, 
the lights of Tangier on the other side of the strait
~  Africa.

a valley of cork & olive trees
and a few dirt tracks
winding their way down the mountain. 

The plan was to use our house in the heights
as a base for exploring nearby areas
like Granada, Gibraltar and Ronda,
but we managed only Gibraltar,
although did squeeze in a spot of lunch
in Ronda on our way down from Seville.
The kids were happy right here
and so were we... 

The sound of cicadas,
a dog barking in the distance,
the tyres of a jeep swerving down the hill. 

Life takes on a simplified form,
intense pleasure from the warmth
that we were all yearning for,
delicious food,
reading on the terrace,
listening to the kids splash about,
dear S. bonding with the English girl 
next door. 

Life was easy,
as everything was on our doorstep.
A well-stocked village food shop,
health shop, a couple of delis,
a few surprsingly good restaurants,
cafés on the square
for a morning coffee.

Miles of distance now,
but I want to ignite  some of that holiday feel
into the here and now,
on this bleak October day in the north. 
Pleasure in simple things. 


Monday, 2 October 2017


I spent the morning catching up with work,
 answering emails, 
staring at numbers,
getting my bits & bobs ready 
for the accountant.
Pretty boring stuff in other words.
And despite cups of coffee
alternating with spiced up green tea 
& music playing softly in the background,
found myself getting fidgety, uncomfortable, 
a little stressed. 

Sooo, I decided to grab my camera
& find something to point it at
within these quiet rooms. 
Because the click of that button
is like an instant shot of stress relief 
that goes through the right eye,
into the brain
and all the way to a warm place inside.

So ta-daa,
grainy pics
on a grey day
served right up.
Nothing special at all :) 
But did the trick again. 

Other things that provide momentary relief ~
deserting the desk for a walk 
in the middle of the day,
flicking through a book,
or simply getting up 
to rustle something up in the kitchen.
As long as it involves walking away from said desk.

Wishing you joy
& a spot of stress relief
if that's what you need today, too :) 



An eternal love affair with Fleetwood Mac.

Hermes coyly checking out Amber the angel,
who came home with me
as a result of a lengthy stopover in Munich last summer
~ and Peter Lindbergh happened to be in town... 
(well his photographs anyway).

Intoxicated by the scent of Växthuset by &Other Stories
~ transports me to a place of a fire burning in a hearth,
plenty of firewood stacked up next to it, 
warm, grey blankets,
a pile of books
& black, starry skies. 
A girl can imagine.

Sunday, 1 October 2017


October the first.
Trees still mostly green,
but this last week
a definite shift in the air.

Although a tad apprehensive
about the increasing coldness that awaits,
I take pleasure in these shifting seasons,
a reminder of each moment having its own beauty,
its own soul.

And amid the constant changes,
I value what has remained over the years.
Family, old, steadfast friends.

As autumn gains a deeper layer,
in between the calendar entries,
I get an urge to huddle and quieten down.

In the best case, 
give my all to each encounter,
then in the quiet moments
meet with my own soul.
In the autumn dimness,
have ever clearer eyes.

"Your hand opens & closes,
opens & closes.
If it were always a fist
or always stretched open,
you would be paralysed.
Your deepest presence
is in every small contracting & expanding,
the two as beautifully balanced & coordinated
as birds' wings."

~ Rumi

Saturday, 23 September 2017


"Above us our palace waits,
the only one I've ever needed."

"Its walls are space,
its floor is sky,
its centre everywhere." 

"We rise;
the shapes cluster around us in welcome,
dissolving & forming again..."

"like fireflies
in a summer evening."


summer memories bottled
at the exquisite Sabatini Gardens in Madrid.


Tuesday, 19 September 2017


i know, how cute can one actually get, right?!
my two gorgeous nieces popped round 
on Sunday afternoon.
little Stella has a thing for the Eiffel tower,
she clutched my miniature one tightly in her hand
the whole time... 
when she started to play with that old top hat, too,
I had no choice but to quickly
rummage for the camera.
she chose props that were right up my street :) 

at the weekend,
we also caught some fresh autumn air
in the countryside,
just the two of us.
sometimes i get an urge
to surround myself with fields
even for just an afternoon. 
it had just rained
& then came the sun.
a field of glistening pearls.

past the midway point 
of september,
it's autumn for real. 
i'm drawn to lush, deep tones,
mauve, mulberry, crimson, fig,
a notch deeper
than the early autumn golds.

inspiration isn't hard to find on the whole right now.
still plenty of light
for spontaneous camera play,
& a closing in of sorts
in a world of one's very own
of books, poems, films & walks
that feed the imagination. 


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