Those who tell stories..

“Tell me a story..” “A story?! I don’t know how to tell stories..” “I’m sure you can tell a small one!” “No I swear, I don’t know how.. I can talk about things that have happened.. but I wish I knew how to make things up.” “Don’t you ever imagine things that haven’t actually happened?”…

Mount Teide: Tenerife (Spain) III

Though we were not hiking up the mountain, it was still a very uphill task getting to the top, and even more painful (as in life) to come down. There was surely some kind of mismatch between the crowd turn-out and infrastructure. We landed ourselves in a special situation with no bus to take us back…

Allow me to be cruel..

  This longing.. this bitter-sweet constant companion – that distant dream that one true north ..that moment you can almost taste amid quickened heartbeats ..when you know it will all fall in place with a profound crash that joins all the dots ..that anticipation that makes you sometimes sit up nights wondering, “When will it arrive…

Tenerife(Spain) Part I: Of Aimless Wandering

A large and lovely part of our long-awaited trip to Tenerife consisted of a persistent pursuit of nothing. There was a large chunk of this:   and this.. walks along the port.. watching the birds…oh so many birds! .. some crazy amount of staring at the sky..(perhaps because of the birds).. Photo Credit: Dear Husband and equally…

A Box of Sunshine

Beginnings excite me.. as do endings in a different, subtle way.. as do changes of season.. and birthdays.. and of course new years’ days! Some may argue that there really is no ‘beginning’ or ‘ending’, that it is all a continuum, or an incessant cycle at best, and they would be right. But to my…