Those of you who follow the blog regularly know that the stories of our travels are told chronologically. Thus, I have one more post about our time in Istanbul last September, to be followed by tales from Jordan and Egypt. Meanwhile,
What I’m juiced about right now:
are the flowers of La Manzanilla.
La Manzanilla is a small dusty fishing village on the Pacific Coast of Mexico two hundred kilometres (125m) south of the resort town of Puerto Vallarta. We are here until the end of May.
It’s not a beautiful town. It’s more Mexican shabby than high-end resort, but there are flowers everywhere. In the dusty rubble at the side of the gravel roads, high up on the branches of trees, spilling over the tall walls of hidden courtyards, and in the small formal garden next to the town square.
I go mad photographing. I can’t resist their beauty. And then I use Photoshop to turn them into ‘paintings’.
Next post: iconic Istanbul – the spice market, the Grand Bazaar, and Aya Sofia.
All words and images by Alison Louise Armstrong unless otherwise noted
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