Making a living, selling her crafts up and down the stream, day after day after day. "At the end of the day, we can endure much more than...

Making a living, making a life, each in our own way. #aphotoaday #mexico #worldtravel #life#living #journeys...

... Next, we stopped to get a head of cabbage. These looked amazingly big and fresh. I always crave stuffed cabbage leaves from my mom's...

... I love spotting the vendors on the sides of the winding roads. Set up under a makeshift tent or the shade of a tree, sometimes in the...

... And a drop of its water quenches many thirsts. #aphotoaday #nostalgia #home#visionsofhome #yesteryears#simplepleasures...

I made it to the iron gate at the end of the narrow winding country road. The bees and the butterflies greeted me. They asked about the...

People often comment about the passion I have to share stories and reflections about the past and my life growing up in Lebanon. Most of...

A place where walls, not only can talk, but are seasoned storytellers. "What stories?" you ask. "What stories!" they say, "how much time...

My parents lived in that house for almost half a decade. I lived in it through early adulthood. And though I've been away an eternity,...

There was a day of course, when it all began. An ordinary day like any other. But for one pile of stones, that ordinary day took an...