Where is home? This is a question that has haunted me since 1973 and I still have no answer. I know what my passport says,
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.
Lolita Bonita: one month later
Photographs often speak louder than words, especially in Lolita’s case. I just got off the phone with the animal shelter after reporting in on the
Necessity Breeds Trust
< p style=”text-align:justify;”>How much do you trust those you love? There probably as many answers to this questions as there are people on this planet.
Hidden Treasures of Berlin: Brixplatz
Emphasis on the word hidden in this case! On the way to the central bus station, my daughter and I realised we were far too
Cherry Pie: One Month later
On her first day after coming home from the Tierschutzverein Berlin (Berlin Animal Shelter) Cherry was scrawny, terrified, traumatised, and fur shaved down to a
“A journey can become a sacred thing”
We are all travellers in one way or another, each journey varying according to the stages in life. I travel several roads simultaneously, which makes
