Routine and predictability bore me and I strive to be as unpredictable as I can be, as a person, a writer and a photographer. This
Category: Berlin Through Frog Eyes
On The Tenth Day of Xmas: Quesadillas in the park
… or Burritos in the Dark, either title would describe the evening to a tee. It was my last day at work for the year
On the Ninth Day of Xmas: Exhaustion
When the rhythm of the heart becomes hectic,Time takes on the strain until it breaks;Then all the unattended stress falls inOn the mind like an
On the Sixth Day of Xmas: A different wonderland
You are probably scratching your head and wondering what you are about to get yourself into with a title like this. No, it hasn’t snowed
On The First Day of Xmas: A Wax Heart
December 12th just crept up on me and caught me unawares. It’s been THAT kind of a week, month, year… and I realised much to
Peacemaking with an old foe: The Baguette
My first attempt to bake baguette was a dismal and utter failure, leaving me scarred, scared and ashamed. Let me re-phrase that – my first
