Ask anyone who ever visited my parents house between 1982 and 2015 what they remember most about the place and about 90% will say “your
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.
Mid-
Year: I can’t believe we are half way through 2017 already. It’s seems like an eternity since New Year’s Day and it has been the
The Elixir of Life
… lies within us, and is not bottled up in some magic potion that you can find in a cosmetic counter or order via Amazon.
Moments With The Muse
When my one and only child spread her wings and went off to college, the feeling of Empty Nest is more powerful than anything. The
I Abandoned The Vacuum Cleaner*
This is a follow-up to the stories My Breakfast Went Cold and Scent Of An Evening, published on May 15 and June 1, 2017 respectively. Ever since
The Photographer’s Prayer
While searching for inspiration on another piece, I stumbled on several versions of The Photographer’s Prayer. Here is the most popular version: Oh God, as
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