A surreal feeling of being the last people left alive, with no human presence in site for miles around. And the image of the range of the...

Water above and around in a futuristic style, with ceiling made of canvas looking like waves, upscaled boat planks of wood or rowing...

My winning photograph in the 'Herbal Portraits' competition organised by the Irish Registry of Herbalists and the entire collection of...

We've had many weeks of covered skies, winds and rains but March arrived with sunshine and some of my friends decided it's time to show...

Clearing the site almost finished... ... some darlings just waiting for get their rightful place in the garden. This is my project if...

If you want to change the world, start with yourself.... and I began this journey almost two years ago when I enrolled in a herbalism...

Photographs from northwest Donegal, Ireland

"To be happy, it is enough to think you are." ... an Occitan saying.

"If you want to be a writer, you have to come to Paris," Sherwood Anderson.

Forty four years today I came into this world. A Drop of water from outer space, taking the shape I have now. The only intention I am...

Coming to the end of another year and I let  myself carried away with the wave of all the rush to remember everyone... Have we "bought...

It's been raining and the sky won't change its grey tones. Why not get a rainbow in my plate with this salad created as I go along. 2...

Once upon a time, there was a girl who dreamt of a specific place by the sea. She did not know if the place was real, but that did not...

Reminiscent of an invitation to dine within the inner temple of the kitchen in the Oitavos Hotel in Cascais, I have to thank Chef...

I have touched the silent menhirs in Carnac, Brittany several years ago and I left with more questions than I came with. I needed to try...

Airports can be such a contrasting combinations. On one side, they are cold, characterless warehouses, with no soul – we never spend...

There is something comforting about hotel lobbies. Like being in front of a portal to a world where you are simply a guest. No...

It’s no coincidence that I have been reading “Tomorrow’s God” by Neale Donald Walsch when the events in Paris happened. And even though...

I believe the initial idea of the afternoon tea was to feed the hunger and satisfy the thirst of those who were too passionate to...

I have my yoga teacher to thank for her gift: "try to find that quiet place between two breaths." I did not know how much I was looking...