I love spending time with my surrogate family, especially on a lazy September Sunday, on the grass, in the sun, with apple tart and cream teas… #lovemylife #lovelife #loveluxembourg Jojo xx
Camping in your 30s really reminds one that one is no longer a young whipper-snapper. As a very sociable person who loves adventure, the idea of camping in a large field with a community of like-minded people totally appeals to me. Let alone the fact that the large field is in the middle of a…
Running in Kockelscheuer, 1 May 2016 #nofilter Appreciating the majesty of living in my city, Luxembourg. Happy Sunday all! One love, peace xx
Thoughts on a postcard: revamped blog – what do you think? So… having woken up at ridiculous o’clock again this morning, I decided that it was about time that I sat down and actually chose a decent theme to my blog – especially as it’s The Sound of One Hand Clapping’s one year anniversary; yay!
So, coming into work this morning, I basically saw the sun peeping up on the horizon and was thinking that maybe, just maybe, we might have a cold but sunny day for the whole day today… well, I was correct to a point, and then it started snowing!
Flying into Denpasar, Bali, at sunset, is an experience in itself. Cloud encircled the island’s mountain tops, and the orange light bathed the western beaches – I could just make out the tiny boats near the shoreline.
My family is a bit all over the place… and not just mentally, but actually physically too.
Like insects skimming the surface of water, So the kites flew over the treetops, Black silhouettes against a darkening sky. I caught you while on my motorbike. #nofilter
Two weeks vacation in Canada – seeing relatives for the first time in 20 years, and really loving the fact that, had we all grown up together, the cousins, and my sisters and I, we would have got on like a house on fire, because we all fundamentally have the same morals, values and outlook…
I want to live simply. I want to sit by the window when it rains and read books I’ll never be tested on. I want to paint because I want to, not because I’ve got something to prove. I want to listen to my body, fall asleep when the moon is high and wake up…