The perfectly framed Bondi blue waters of Mirambellou Bay lap Denim blue hills under a True blue Cretan sky. Medium blues billow in a warm Mani breeze as a wooden chair fades to a checkered Iris blue. The soft palette of Steel blue waters and Yale blue mountains meld into a Royal blue Aegina sky. […]
Marble stained with the blood of history… Every spring a reminder of what has passed. […]
The air is cool and clean in the little courtyard of our Acropolis Apartment. And it’s very aptly named because it is just that… …literally at the foot of the Acropolis. The purple bougainvillea overhead is heavy with bud. How this place will sing with a few more weeks of summer love. A chorus of […]
Today the shopping list reads something like this…. Sunday night dinner… asparagus omelettes and salad… …carrots and beets for roast vegetables during the week … onions and sweet potatoes just because they are so sweet… … cucumbers and tomatoes to go with feta cheese… … mangoes for smoothies … avocados on toast… that’s breakfasts sorted! […]
Blood red oozes from the slim nib… … curlicue after curlicue… … form taking shape… … a henna flower blossoms and grows… … delicate…intricate…ornamental… …an ancient wisdom and culture evolves before my eyes …only to fade soon with time. Frannie xx © 2015 Francesca Muir
…her music… her dance… her history… her sport… her colour… her beliefs… her people… …her passion. Her name is Greece… Let her breathe… Frannie xx © 2015 Francesca Muir
Once a year for two weeks Tamarama Beach becomes a surreal playground… Where we play among sculptures and once again discover our inner child. Art, from the sublime… To the deliciously ridiculous… Sculpture by the Sea is place to play… To rest… To revive! Frannie xx © 2015 […]
I’m heading this way… With a small stop along the way… For a cuppa in a red striped deck chair is de rigueur… As is Milo’s thirst quencher! The beach beyond is inviting… And they’ve thought of everything… For me… and Milo… On my Sunday walk along the bay! […]
It’s the scent that first hits me I knew this wasn’t going to be an easy trip to the city, but it’s one I wanted, needed to make. But I couldn’t have anticipated the sweet air streets away Gardenias. Roses. Hyacinths. More gardenias. Lilies. Lavender. Stock, and more gardenias. I took dahlias from […]
It’s instinct! That which draws us to peer into the beyond To peek around the corner To see who or what lies out there To look through To look in To look out To wonder about the other side of here. That overwhelming desire to step through To stand in the light And […]