To Mexico we go.

I have never been to Mexico. I’d like to. I’d really like to (hint hint – please, kindly, win lotto and send me a plane ticket??). How good would the markets be there?! My Mexican fascination began with Frida Kahlo paintings. Then a Mexican bar in...

Sweet Little Something

An end of week ritual – a wordless post, a personal photograph that captures a moment to be savoured, relished and preserved for looking back on. One photograph from Hannah, in the Southern Hemisphere and one from Ria, in the Northern Hemisphere. Feel free to...

To Market, to market

Local oranges–are you freaking kidding me? The only time I’ve been in a place where oranges were local was in Morocco and the juice was a-mazing. I was full of orange rapture. I’ve been jonesing for it ever since. That photo of yours is killing...