“He had the vague sense of standing on a threshold, the crossing of which would change everything.” ― Kate Morton, The Forgotten Garden
The Weekly Photo Challenge is Threshold. Nicaragua is on the threshold of change. That point of entering just before a new beginning. Join me in my photographic journey of the threshold of change in Nicaragua.
Doorways once leading to nowhere, are getting a fresh coat of paint.
The Weekly Photo Challenge is Street Life. Ometepe Island, Nicaragua is a rural, agricultural area with colorful street (or volcanic path) life. Join me on a trip into Moyogalpa with our favorite moto taxi driver.
There is a small concrete pyramid on the top of a hill on Big Corn Island, Nicaragua. Supposedly, this is a sacred place…the soul of the world…only one of eight places in the world, where the vertices of a flattened cube meet. Keep Reading!More mysteries to solve.
“Do we not each dream of dreams? Do we not dance on the notes of lost memories? Then are we not each dreamers of tomorrow and yesterday, since dreams play when time is askew? Are we not all adrift in the constant sea of trial and when all is done, do we not all yearn for ships to carry us home?” ― Nathan Reese Maher
I spent the weekend abandoned on Corn Island, Nicaragua. Adrift in my dreams…cast away upon the sea…unrestrained…uninhibited…empty of all thoughts except for…ONE LOVE… More abandoned.Keep reading.
“One of my theories is that the hearts of men are about alike, no matter what their skin color.” ~ Mark Twain
I noticed our taxi driver’s arm protector on our way to Ojo de Agua the other day. “How cool is that!” I thought. It’s all the rage with the taxi drivers. Lost in my weird wonderings, I thought I could buy a pair to use on my upper arms. Not only would it hold together my upper arm fat wings, kind of like a girdle for my arm flaps, but my arms would look awesome with the stamped tattoos. Read on! There’s more colorism confusion.