I am reading “The Golden Notebook” by Doris Lessing now. It’s basically all that I do. It has taken me over completely. I started reading it last summer. It is a thick book, so I thought summer is a good time to get into it. But I couldn’t focus last summer, I just didn’t getContinue reading “the greatness of The Golden Notebook (December 22nd)”
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tide (December 22nd)
I woke up at 6.30, read for a while before breakfast. And then the day just passes, without anything happening – and I feel like something is healing in me. I really don’t want to check my e-mails. I don’t even miss my computer.
on the beach, again (December 21st)
Sitting, reading the incredible “The Golden Notebook”, in a bamboo chair by the beach. There was thunder earlier and even a couple of drops of rain, but now only the clouds still have purple edges. And the fishermen are going out to earn their living. Because that is one thing that I learned today. AtContinue reading “on the beach, again (December 21st)”
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And I’m starting to get used to not doing anything at all. Like photographing patterns in the sand.
a small piece of Elmina (December 21st)
After the castle, we ate late lunch at a restaurant next to the canal between the ocean and the lagoon. There were beautiful, colorfully painted Fanti boats anchored to the dock, and since it was Sunday, the boys were jumping from the stern, swimming and laughing. All while the shadow of the old slave castle looms inContinue reading “a small piece of Elmina (December 21st)”
at the slave fort (December 21st)
For hundreds of years before Ghana’s independence, the Europeans traded along the West African coast. Due to favorable geophysical conditions, the stretch of coastline that later became Ghana’s became the center of the European-West African trade. The competition was fierce between the Portuguese, Dutch, British, French, Germans, Danes and even Swedes for a little while.Continue reading “at the slave fort (December 21st)”
Mr. P at St George’s Castle
It’s an UNESCO World Heritage Site, you know. Those kinds of things always impresses Mr. P.
bead shopping spree (December 21st)
A man came by the lodge this morning and spread out his pieces on a table. His name was Malik and he was very friendly. He also obviously had an eye for color, combining the handmade ceramic and glass beads from the Eastern region combined into beautiful necklaces. Now, I have all my Christmas giftsContinue reading “bead shopping spree (December 21st)”
by the fire (December 20th)
A moment: Sitting by the fire, watching the flames consume the bamboo trunks. A slight ocean breeze and the smell of humid darkness. Listening to Damien Rice’s new album, the painful honesty, his so familiar voice mingling with the waves crashing against the beach below. Sand between my toes. The simplicity. And yet: Enough.
Cuba Libre on the beach (December 20th)
The fishermen are returning from the sea. There is a strange kind of brown tint to the light. Dusk, and a shapeless cover of clouds. The four dogs are sleeping on the sand underneath the palm trees. The bartender made me a very strong Cuba Libre. That brings back another set of memories, from BoliviaContinue reading “Cuba Libre on the beach (December 20th)”
Katja Malmborg 