Fethiye — This road is made of stones. You can’t drive on it any more, for it’s broken in places, and there is a new, asphalt road which hairpins between the two ridges on the way to Kaya. I don’t know how old ...
Fethiye — Actually I have three friends with this birthday. This particular friend, Klas, is an eccentric swede currently obsessed with wild plants and seeds. So I baked a lemon poppyseed pound cake with gorge...
Fethiye — I wonder how one can be so filled with the beauty of places, and feel just as alone, walking up these roads. Heading home to tea and soup, plastic bag with carton of eggs and sack of sugar clutched in...
the old way
Beautiful iridescent crabs for sale on the ground in the marina
It was my friend's birthday and I make a funny cake.
Road on a December afternoon.
Walking by the harbor in Fethiye. Waves were leaping up on the sidewalk and the man in the corner struggled to balance on his boat.