The Story Of Us

On the 7th day of our Moroccan adventure we woke up in Fes and after breakfast had a driver (booked via our riad Dar Victoria) waiting for us. He took us on a three hour ride further north of Morocco to Chefchaouen pronounced Shafshāwan. Chefchaouen is famous for its head to toe blueness.. There are several theories as to why the walls were painted blue. One popular theory is that the blue keeps mosquitos away, another is that Jews introduced the blue when they took refuge from Hitler in the 1930s. The blue is said to symbolize the sky and heaven, and serve as a reminder to lead a spiritual life. We arrived around noon.. just in time for lunch and it had been forever since we had pizza.. thankfully we spotted Mandala and our tummies were so happy! Afterwards we just strolled. In that above picture we have a tantrum in progress..   we spent about four hours just strolling the streets and taking in all the various shades of blue. We m

The Door  -In the streets of Baltimore, a skinny plum colored wood door standing tall between a brown brick wall and a beige plastered wall. The contrast and juxtapositions entranced me. What to read more about our trip to Baltimore.. D was just a wee little thing.. check it out here You can buy this print  here . Get Free Shipping with code BLOGGER Prints also available in larger sizes.  Contact  for more information and special requests. I am open to wholesale and licensing opportunities. Get in touch for more information.                            Etsy             Instagram             Twitter             Bloglovin   

After leaving the desert in the morning we had a 7 hour drive ahead of us to Fes.. with a few stops along the way. The drive to northern Morocco was very interesting.. the scenery changed drastically.. from dry rocky terrain to lush greenery.. it almost felt like we were no longer in Morocco and maybe parts of rural Italy.. We arrived in Fes in the early evening.. Just like in Marrakesh we were staying in a riad in the inner city.. but what we found different from Marrakesh was that the outer city.. the main city was so much larger than Marrakesh.. so much more modern looking. When we arrived near the medina we were greeted by a porter as well as the hotel manager who both immediately embraced the boys and led us to Dar Victoria Riad. The door to our room.. it was a two storied room with a sitting area, bathroom and D's single bed on the ground floor and upstairs was a single for H and a queen for us. We were exhausted after the long journey and the only

     Blue Hand - My mother's hand. Perfectly Imperfect You can buy this print here . Get Free Shipping with code BLOGGER Prints also available in larger sizes. Contact for more information and special requests. I am open to wholesale and licensing opportunities. Get in touch for more information.                        Etsy             Instagram             Twitter             Bloglovin   

On our second day of travelling through the High Atlas Mountains we arrived at the town of Merzouga where our driver dropped us off and we boarded a 4 wheel drive truck. Our new driver drove us through the bumpy rocky pre desert area.. he did some stunts to produce some ooh's and ah's and after 20 minutes we stopped to meet the camels whom were to take us the rest of the way to the desert Erg Chebbi. This entire excursion was booked via Desert Luxury Camp . They exceeded our expectations is every way. We were in awe of the endless desert... I was surprised to find it dotted with little bushes.. the sand would shift so stealthy behind us.. the camels took about 30 minutes to get us too our camp.. it was interesting to think that once upon a time this was the mode of the transportation..  an oh so very slow method. It was a cool day.. we had picked the perfect time to venture into the desert.. in the summer it can become unbearably hot. The camps..