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Dec 17
by Julie in Europe 2013, To Morocco 2013 0 comments

My experiences which sculpt my view ….

We are back! back to blue skies...weeds engulfing my orchard....and memories. šŸ™‚ I don't have a clue where 'memory' is stored, but
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Dec 02
by Julie in To Morocco 2013 0 comments

Snake charmers and Penny’s bad hair day…

A wrinkled man gestured like putting slippers on with his empty handsā€¦.as two front feet and shins of a cow lay in front of him on the grey stone walkway into his store where whole skins and pieces were layered and climbed the pale pink walls. ā€œJust for lookingā€¦. Yes madameā€¦ just for looking..You come and
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Dec 02
by Julie in To Morocco 2013 0 comments

Where my feet step in rhythm in the dust….

A black skinned hand with enlarged knuckles and thin misshapen fingers held my left hand as it pulsed up and down to the beat of hand drums which are warmed and their edges blackened in the golden rising flame of the fire; as the cold air descends on the expanse of the light coloured silted river valley. After the soulful melody of a solo male
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Dec 02
by Julie in To Morocco 2013 0 comments

Fragrant rose and cinnamon…

Fragrant rose and cinnamon;ā€¦.perhaps sandalwood and neroli as well - drifted on the warm steam as I was led gently by my right hand into a small room wearing a pale soft loose fitting robe, which was carefully slipped from my shoulders from behind as I entered this small rectangular room. ā€œMadame, sā€™il vous plaitā€..and I was gestured to sit on a warm sheet of stone, softly moulded like skin. A large silver ladle ceremonially poured hot water over my body
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Nov 17
by Julie in To Morocco 2013 0 comments

Dried skulls…bits of rabbit skin and fur..ground minerals from crystals and rocks…

Dried skullsā€¦bits of rabbit skin and fur.. ground minerals from clear crystals and rocks ā€¦.dried herbsā€¦ ..broken bits of barkā€¦mummified lizard legsā€¦and shards of bone; were carefully broken and pinched and placed in a piece of hand written paper torn
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Nov 17
by Julie in To Morocco 2013 0 comments

from the dust….

The morning prayer wailerā€™s call to Allah filled the early morning darkness; echoing across the valleys were prayers broadcast from grey metal loudspeakers perched on the top of the rectangular columns of the mosques. I lay listening to the
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Nov 16
by Julie in To Morocco 2013 0 comments

Shadows….

Old newspaper wrapped small chunks in crates ā€“ fossils and minerals ā€¦and grey and yellow torn bags bulging with dirt were all now laying far removed from the source from where they came using escavators, hammers, grinders and dusty sweat;
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