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
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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 Eighth Day of Xmas: A Death in the family
The weather could not have been more beautiful today in Berlin – pristine azure sky and a gorgeously warm sun that shone in my face
On The Fifth Day of Xmas: Death by Chocolate
As I revealed yesterday, cookie baking is neither my forte nor my passion, actually baking in general. Some people were simply born to be pastry
On The Fourth Day of Xmas: Cookies
If you recall my Christmas torture list from the other day, there is one item that I purposely did not include, and that is the
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