I am on the pier.
The energy feels near.
Nurlu Ramazanlar – İstanbul
Sevgili İstanbul,
Spirit deploys me on your Galata Bridge,
The accordion of the Ezan is all I hear…
Istanbul, Istanbul, Istanbul – City of the Bosphorus…
Istanbul, Constantinopole… Istanbul, Constantinopole… The famous song lyrics of “The Fall of Contantinopole”, a famous old Romanian movie, come along with the breeze.
Spring Detox and A Trait I Might Like About Myself
When it comes to feelings, hesitation or having to think about it is the “crystal clear”, if I may.
Just like spring blooms!
Freesias In A Turkish TeaCup
Finding the freesias in a Turkish teacup, on a Damascene tablecloth, a scenario created by a Romanian lady, is nothing out of the ordinary in our home. By now, multiculturality is our middle name!
Istanbul, How Do You Do?
It’s been a while. I haven’t connected to your breeze, of late. You know I love walking by your windy shores, dearest Bosphorus.