In a recent conversation with my daughter we talked about what textures or sounds bring us comfort or sooth us on stormy days. For her
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.
The Missing Anchor
Pain. Excruciating pain. Deep sorrow. Inadequacy. Therapy is a bitch and I won’t let anyone convince me otherwise. It is a difficult but necessary journey
Kessy’s Diary: The First Night
As you can imagine, I didn’t get much sleep last night. Between Champagne’s snoring and a restless Kessy who couldn’t quite settle down, my sleep
Kessy’s Diary: Homecoming
The Berlin Animal Shelter was eerily silent today, normally closed to visitors on Mondays and Tuesdays, but since I had made an appointment to pick
Prague Diary: Wounds and Scars
First comes the wound, then the bleeding, shortly thereafter the pain surfaces, and then we have to make a choice. Do you leave it open
Prague Diary: Burning Bridges
I’ve burned a lot of bridges in my life, and quite frankly I am sick and tired of doing so. In many cases it was
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