Archive for March, 2008
March 21, 2008 at 17:21 · Filed under Blog
It was a sunny but windy day today when I walked down to the beach in St Georges Bay to catch some sun and read a book. I have a favourite spot by the palm trees where I sit down in the warm sand and lean against one of the trees. I put my backpack next to me in the shadow of the tree to keep my water cold. Just as I sat down I got a phone call. After hanging up I would have to change position to get the phone back in my pocket so I put it on my backpack and continued reading.
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March 18, 2008 at 23:19 · Filed under Blog
Air warm, entering your lounges without disharmony of being to cold. Wind teasing, like a feather on your skin, so delicate you almost can’t feel it. Last strings of light struggling to be seen from the horizon as the sun sets gently and slowly. Waves rolling up and down the coastline, over rocks, over concrete blocks, over seaweed, reaching as far as it can before rolling back into the ocean. The scent of salt water blends with fresh air as the wind plays synchronized symphonies with your senses.
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March 16, 2008 at 19:19 · Filed under Blog, Image gallery
People have been telling me I should have an exhibition with my photography but seriously, where would I start looking into that? I need a manager or promoter to deal with these things because I am busy living up to my new job description as an Organic Biological Solar Panel.
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March 11, 2008 at 13:48 · Filed under Blog
If I was “that type of person” I would believe God had a hand in this. I had just moved in to my new apartment and I wanted to get rid of the smell of someone else in the house, not that it was a bad smell, it just wasn’t me. So I sniffed my way through different types of frankincense and finally found one I connected with, called “Arabian musk” (belly dancer sold seperatly).
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March 8, 2008 at 20:16 · Filed under Blog
I just came home from the grocery store, walking those old narrow streets with high brick walls on both sides like life guards watching over me with bright yellow lights every 50 metre, occasionally interrupted by white headlights of cars passing slowly, taking shortcuts only locals can master while I lean to the nearest wall so I don’t get hit.
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