I never know what to expect when I get up in the mornings, and have given up expecting the normal cycle of things, because there
Category: Through Frog Eyes
Waking Up To Smell The Coffee
I grew up with the abomination of instant coffee and tea bags until my 24th birthday. My mother would occasionally serve percolated coffee, but on
Decluttering (my) Social Media (II)
I probably should have titled this The Seven Year Photography Itch… Last July I wrote about the beginning of my social media decluttering. I have
A Return To PhotoPrayer
I know, there is no such word as photoprayer, that is a specially coined word for me by my mediation guru during a retreat in
I Reserve The Right To Flip Out
On most days I take great pride in my anger management skills, and this has been essential to my survival and social quotient these past
Online memorial – virtual farewell
It is Sunday morning, the sun is shining over Berlin, the wind is chilly, I have the apartment to myself (well, with the cats) today,