My relationship with honey has been platonic at best. It began in Mexico back in 1974 when a colleague of Daddy dropped by the house
Author: FrogDiva
Writer, traveler, photographer - channelling the inner thoughts and emotions through the camera lens in homage to life, light, and the soul. These are the musings of a FrogDiva.
Photography and writing are pillars of my soul, and hence, inseparable from my being. The urge to write about what I photograph or match a photograph to my writings are processes that are never far from one another.
Why frogs? They are adaptable creatures who live and survive just about any environment you expose them to. They are short, chubby, not particularly pretty, but carry a wealth of experience with them. I collect them with a passion (the decorative type, not the live ones), and they are a reminder to return to the simplicity and spirituality of my being, but always making the most of each day, savouring every moment.
Mourning the Lost Art of Conversation
Let me ask those of you over 50 a question: what do you miss most about life before the internet and mobile phones? Here’s my
Scam Alert: Phishing E-mail Claiming Copyright Infringement
Bloggers of the world beware! Much to my horror I received an email last night from a certain Stephanie Rosario via the contact page of
Blitz Summer Musings
We’re currently experiencing what is called a Blitz Summer in Berlin, and as the name implies, it will be short-lived. After all the wind, rain
A Mother’s Hands
A mother’s hands are the first to receive you when you enter this world. A mother’s hands were the first to reach out to you
So It’s Blursday Again
With this extended concept of lockdown or restricted movement, social distancing, quarantine, whatever you call it, I’ve lost sense of the days of the week
