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An Ode To...: THE NAME OF THE ROSE (PART ONE). AGE OF INNOCENCE and LOVE, LUST AND VORACITY

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THE NAME OF THE ROSE (PART ONE). AGE OF INNOCENCE and LOVE, LUST AND VORACITY. Most of my posts are sprung from the nostalgia in my taste buds, my tickled nostrils or old dreams that have flown away but still linger in the sky of my mind. I miss having the generous amounts and access to Bulgarian rose water and as it is now the time when in Bulgaria is celebrated the harvest of the Rosa Damscena in the Valley of Roses with the worldwide famous Festival of the Rose, I decided to have my own feast of senses.

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An Ode To...: THE NAME OF THE ROSE (PART TWO). ROSE WATER LEMONADE and BASIC INSTINCT

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THE NAME OF THE ROSE (PART TWO). ROSE WATER LEMONADE and BASIC INSTINCT. Today I framed the skies in a mirror and made them bed for my rose water lemonade. I chiselled pieces frozen roses, chipped off bits from the ice blocks and watched them slide on the mirror with sensual and uncanny reminiscence of the movie Basic Instinct. Morning breeze scattered the rose petals and the citrusy peels were snaking in and out of the lemonade jug. Refreshment was bursting out of everything and I had to capture it.

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An Ode To...: BINCHOTAN CHARCOAL AND CALLIGRAPHY BRUSHES – project “52”

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BINCHOTAN CHARCOAL AND CALLIGRAPHY BRUSHES – project “52”. With no more time to waste Takahiro grabbed an old sake bag kneeled down to the fireplace and filled it up with binchotan charcoals. They were just as good for keeping him warm, cooking with them or drawing, as well as keeping his water clear and pure. Yes, drawing…. That reminded him to look under pile of hemp mosquito mesh where he was keeping his calligraphy brushes. Well, that’s about all he needs. The road is long and winding. OUR FAMILY CHR...

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An Ode To...: APOLLONIA’S OLIVE TREE

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APOLLONIA’S OLIVE TREE. I hear about some impending homework always at the doorsteps just as I lock the door and will drive to school. It was a “bring-something-green-and-useful-nature-loving-for-the-school-kitchen-garden” kind of thing. And I could feel my blood pressure just pumping through my ears and I could whistle like a steam train from fury and very reasonable parental rage. There we go again! This is our tree! Our teacher called it “Apollonia’s Tree! Till my next post! My very best wishes to you,.

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An Ode To...: RICE PUDDING or WHO GETS THE CROWN

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RICE PUDDING or WHO GETS THE CROWN. Or we might as well call it The Apple Of Discord in my family. You see, everybody – could that be my Grandmother, could that be Mamma or even mum’s sister, Aunty Olga – they all thought they were holding the crown of the rice pudding. Mamma wasn’t officially in the race for rice pudding title, but off the record she was quietly puffing up with importance when Dad says something like that. She was so devoted to please and offer the best for her family (to put the best s...

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An Ode To...: August 2015

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BURNING COALS AND ROASTED CHESTNUTS – project “52”. They called her Lolliphabai for “red apple” in Romani. But the only red she had were her plump lips. Her hair was char-black and wavy; her eyes were deep brown as the chestnuts she was roasting on the potbelly stove. The chimney was sticking up from the roof of the gypsy caravan and was spinning a fine yarn of smoky fluffs. One can see it from afar. She got up and took the chestnuts off the hot stove. Then pulled the string that was holding the top ...

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An Ode To...: COPYRIGHT

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An Ode To...: WHO FORGOT ODILE – project “52”

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WHO FORGOT ODILE – project “52”. The tables were getting ready and butlers were overseeing the correct placing of plates, glassware and cutlery as the ball was to start soon. All the important and noble families from near and far were invited to celebrate Princess Odette’s birthday. The King issued special warning for the warding off the young sorceress Odile. She was not to get any near the party. He looked over his right shoulder. Then he slowly checked over his left shoulder. An ode to…. WHO FORGOT OD...