I mean this with all my heart after I just deleted all my photographs on Instagram this morning . As you all know, photography is
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.
New Day, New Week
There are millions of people around the globe who wail about going back to school or work on Monday. It is almost embarrassing to admit
My Soul Finds Itself Alone
Thy soul shall find itself alone ‘Mid dark thoughts of the grey tomb-stone; Not one, of all the crowd, to pry Into thine hour of
Ghosts, Haunted Houses & Pumpkins
I dwell in a lonely house I know That vanished many a summer ago, And left no trace but the cellar walls, And a cellar
Undas et co
I grew up with the Halloween – All Saints Day – All Souls Day fusion version of North America, Mexico and the Philippines. My mother
Taxi! (Berlin): Serkan (2)
If I wrote about each and every taxi driver in Berlin that I encounter, I would end up with several volumes of books. Not all
