Marrakech (also known as Marrakesh) is probably the best known city in Morocco, although it is not the largest. It captured my imagination when I was very young and I was thrilled to finally visit it. These photos are all from the medina, the old city. Outside its walls there's a sprawling, modern metropolis.
In the Souks
In the Medina
Making chess pieces
Open and Shut Case
Ornate Perfume Bottles
Reflections on the Past
Fresh Orange Juice
Koutoubia Mosque at Sunset
The Koutoubia Mosque stands tall over an entrance to Jemaa el Fn
The Morning Paper
In the Souks
Cafe de France
Jemaa el Fna
When it rains, it pours
Fes el Bali
Fes el Bali is the largest of two medinas in the city of Fes. It's a world heritage site. Due to the very narrow streets it is a pedestrian-only zone, perhaps the largest in the world with 10,000 narrow winding streets. Although motorbikes are a primary mode of transportation throughout most of Morocco you will not find them here. Instead mules are used to haul goods in and around the medina.
Lives Intertwined: Dar el Makhzen (The Royal Palace)
Each day is a little life
Typical day in Fes
The Fish Market
Small Adventures: Chachnou or Fruit from the Strawberry Tree
Tangerines are everywhere
Fes' Narrowest Street of the 10,000 in the Medina
An ancient public fountain, still used as a water supply for local homes
The Blue Wall
The Donut Shop
A beloved medina mule
Woman making pastry, perhaps warqa, in the Fes medina
Shopping in the Fes medina
The finishing touches
In the Copper District
Square pegs, round holes: One of three leather tanneries in Fes
The Carpet Sellers
The Drum Maker
Fresh Bread - baked at the local communal oven adjacent to the hamman
One of the most gratifying dishes... soup
Tiny man, tiny shop
Alive, alive-oh. In the background are bags of snails.
A story, waiting to be written
It takes a village to keep the palace doors shining.
Carefree - boys atop an ancient wall running along the border of a cemetery.
Multi Use. In Morocco, cemeteries can be dangerous places. Hard to believe when looking at a pastoral scene.
Life in the big city
I lived in Oregon for many years. Trips to the coast were interwoven into daily life; really just an extension of wherever I was living at the time. I never tire of its timeless beauty, quirky character, and the range of its seasons.
Go Fly a Kite
The river, the bridge and the mountain
Not a bad view
Across the dunes
All Paths Lead to the Rock
Between a Rock and a Hard Place
It's a Family Affair
The Palouse is a magical place. In the spring, the undulating hills, electric green of young wheat and lentils, contrasted with brown and gold, plowed and fallow fields create a patchwork of amazing beauty. In the autumn the colors shift to the earth tones of the harvest season. Small towns, although few and far between, dot the countryside.
Explore the Palouse Scenic Byway and this enchanted kingdom through this collection of photos.
Care for a shot?
Cloudy with no chance of showers
Power to the people
Calm in the storm
Rhythm and harmony
Little House on the HIll
Ol' Blue Eyes
Grand Ol' Flag
Make new friends, but keep the old
Snake in the grass
A Slice of Time
From Steptoe Butte
The 7th Wonder
New York City
The Roosevelt Island Tram returning to Manhattan
Heading to Roosevelt Island on the Tram
View looking Northeast from the Tram
The walkway at the Roosevelt Island Tram Terminal.
Part of the Manhattan Skyline as seen from Roosevelt Island
The Tram Arriving at the Roosevelt Island Terminal
Brooklyn Bridge Posse
Strolling across the Brooklyn Bridge
Sunset and the Lower Manhattan Skyline
Portraits of Rome
One of the things I love about Rome and Italy in general, is that life is lived out on the streets. Friends gather, meals are shared, people sit and read on outdoor benches or steps. Italian culture is gregarious. People are out and about. Sure, lots of the activity on the street is from tourists or related to the tourist trade. But like most world class cities, tourism is part of the very fabric of Rome. Rome without travelers wouldn’t really be Rome.
With that, let me introduce you to a few of the people of Rome.
Il Bar Vita
I love how the cafes morph from coffee to cocktails; gathering spots are gathering spots.
I loved these umbrellas. They were everywhere in Rome.
The local butcher
The woman on the right works at the butcher shop but takes a daily break with her friends when they drop by.
The Lock Man
For the spontaneous declaration of forever love. Or, another burdened bridge.
The night I bought roasted chestnuts
Posing before he hands them to me. ;-)
There's some in every city
The street artists. Spray painting planets and moons and other worlds. Using forms and formulas but always with some personal twist. They are art machines. Always surrounded by an audience.