Category: Through Frog Eyes

Pursuit of Purpose: To Live and Share

What better way to begin the Year of the Rat than with abundance – a brunch table that fulfilled all the cravings of sweet, salty, sour and spicy, followed by an indulgent afternoon at a photography exhibition. The principal reason for me to make a yearly visit to the Willy-Brandt-Haus is the Sony World Photography

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Hope, Faith and Gratitude in the Year of the Rat

The rat is probably one of the most misunderstood creatures, vilified by all and sundry for its appearance and supposedly anti-social behaviour. But why judge the rat with human values? What if we try it the other way around, and judge humans from the rats perspective? First of all, they are highly intelligent, empathetic, and

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Commuter Adventures: 45 is a number

The photograph above was taken last night and would never have come into existence had I been paying attention. Sometimes making a mistake turns out incredibly fortuitous, and in this case, I took the wrong bus. If I were new to Berlin and not know my way around the public transportation system it would have

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January's Revenge

After everyone else around me has been battling the cold or the flu, it finally caught up with me. I thought I had managed to sail right past it and was about to toot my horn about the power of vitamin C and all, but nooooo, the weather had to to all menopausal and blow

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Winter nonsense, and then some

Winter is definitely not my favourite season and the list of things I dislike about it is far longer than the positive items. Layers (and layers) of clothing: when I first moved to Berlin back in 2001, one of the aspects of living here that my then three-year-old daughter and I had a devil of

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The Holidays Are Truly Over

It wasn’t too long ago that I was getting the house ready for Advent, Christmas, New Year, and most importantly, the arrival of my daughter from Florence. Once she was here my world was whole again, and whatever was missing or felt hollow was suddenly filled. But all good things come to an end, and

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Elvis, Priscilla and Benny

Meet Elvis, a Muscovy Duck I mistook for a goose, and I apologised profusely to him, especially after meeting his partner. Elvis is a nickname I bestowed the good duck, so for consistency’s sake, I will refer to his partner as Priscilla. She definitely looked like the rocker duck’s partner, with the tamed down look

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Hit The Ground Running – Why Not?

 “There comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, nor politic, nor popular, but he must take it because conscience tells him it is right.” -Martin Luther King Jr. Happy New Decade Everyone! I desperately needed a few days away from blogging in the new year, simply because I was swamped

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