Sometimes the hills look like they've come closer to my balcony. Perhaps, they moved in the night when I was asleep.  I like to think that there was a mystical time when mountains flew and trees walked. But that would have before man was born. The magic locked itself in as Pandora opened her box. … Continue reading Daydreaming 


Back on the blog

Being back here is like opening a locked house. The lock is a bit jammed and I brace myself for what lies beyond the threshold. It's been a long while and much has changed. In the last couple of years, there have been a couple of other blogs that I have maintained with a reasonable level … Continue reading Back on the blog