Thursday, July 31, 2025

One PhOtO a DaY JuLy 2025



JULY 1st CURRENTLY LOVING: The new, locally made, linen bedsheets and light fittings we deployed for the first time today. I love fresh bed linen and new and sprayed with lemongrass oil is even better 



JULY 2nd MY NAME: written by a generous and dear friend, who not only gifted me this book by a favourite author but also wrote this lovely dedication



JULY 3rd SOMETHING OLD: This is an original wood block print by Utagawa Kuniyoshi, I bought in Hiroshima Japan when we lived there.  It was the cover of a children’s story book dated 1891 



JULY 4th NEIGHBOURHOOD: The view from our back balcony moments before the monsoon showers commenced. This is our neighbourhood and a community of diverse but cohesive and accepting people 
* selected for the notable nine 



JULY 5th SIMPLE: Possibly one of the simplest forms of transport, the cyclo, is a part of the identity of Phnom Penh. This is also a fabulously simple solution to the mobility issues arising from the relatively new introduction of pedestrian street on Saturday and Sunday nights here. We pondered how those unable to walk the ten blocks for which it extends along the riverside and the two blocks back that no vehicle can access, would be able to participate. The simple solution is let the cyclos in 



JULY 6th FAVE CORNER: This magnificent, heritage building houses UNESCO in Phnom Penh and stands on the corner of Royal Palace Park diagonally opposite the palace. It is such a beautifully restored building, which is only open to the public one day a year and I have availed of that opportunity twice now. I often go out of my way to pass the spot and admire it 


JULY 7th BEHIND THE SCENES: In the alley entrance way to our apartment this scene is an everyday occurrence. We call this guy Mr Rice and he cooks up those large pots of rice on charcoal burners three at a time and then delivers them on the back of his motor scooter to many of the street vendors in our neighbourhood. He returns with empty pots after every delivery and starts the process all over again for 8-10 hours a day. For him, like many other families who sell street food in this community, including the woman in the background,  it’s a way of life. He always has a smile and a greeting when we pass by and ensures residents, motor scooters and deliveries have the access they need



JULY 8th A LIST: of blessings for Chinese New Year which I wrote and translated so our dinner guest on that occasion could each select a red envelope with not money but a blessing for the year ahead in it 



JULY 9th THANKFUL FOR THIS: frequent flier friend, who comes to visit often and is always such good fun. Welcome back Barry



JULY 10th MY BAG: is an authentic artwork by Ruth Napaljarri and depicts the Green Budgerigar Dreaming of central Australia. She belongs to the Warlukurlangu Artists group and receives royalties from the sales. It was a birthday gift and has become an absolute favourite shopping tote 



JULY 11th CURRENT VIEW: We just checked into our accomodation on M’Pai. Third time staying here and the view is a big part of the attraction. Even in the monsoon season this place is peaceful, calm and quiet



JULY 12th A QUIET MOMENT: under the old pier at low tide this morning but in reality island life in the monsoon is mostly a collection of quiet and quieter moments and that’s why we came 



JULY 13th CONTRAST: Rocks and sand, black and white, land and water- plenty of contrast and a stunning empty beach to enjoy 



JULY 14th A TOUCH OF BLUE: The best coffee on the island came with a touch of blue when I ordered latte
* unbelievably this one was selected for the Fab Four on Facebook 



JULY 15th WHERE I SIT: on the terrace for almost every meal. This was just before consuming breakfast this morning. In every season and often at other times too it is the coolest and most comfortable place, to say nothing of being the only dining table we have


JULY 16th PEEKING THROUGH: After a monsoon downpour the sun was peeking through the clouds in the still dark sky  



JULY 17th SOMETHING CIRCULAR: The circular inset in the wall of our apartment inspired the purchase of the giant steamer tray and then it provided a cool backdrop and easy hanging for some very special art we purchased from a dear friend who is an artist in Bhutan



JULY 18th FROM ABOVE: The city of Phnom Penh taken from our favourite sky bar  



JULY 19th SOMETHING FOUND: This artisanal syrup is something I often purchased when we lived in Kep and when we visited a month ago I saw it again but didn’t buy any and instantly regretted it. Today we returned to Kep and it was my first purchase. Mocktail mix for Arid August perhaps …. 



JULY 20th WORN: The weather worn platform that used to be a picnic spot in the mangroves but these days I think it might be a bit of a danger zone



JULY 22nd MIRROR: Playing around with the wall of hexagonal mirrors in a favourite hotel after a head shave and haircut yesterday in Kampot 



JULY 23rd IN THIS MOMENT: After table tennis and swimming I’m enjoying a Khmer frozen coffee and chill time 



JULY 24th  SOMETHING I BOUGHT: for my snail mail project - lots of postcards and greeting cards. I’m currently on an anti consumerism bent so purchases of clothes, household items and non consumables are out, until the end of the year. We shall see if I last the distance. Just my way of stepping outside the rat race for a while. I do enjoy setting myself these challenges to keep me living in the present more mindfully 
*this shot was selected for the Fab Four on Instagram 



JULY 25th UNEXPECTED COLOUR: I spotted these bamboo shoots in the local market. Although when bamboo is growing there are several combinations of colours and stripes, I’ve never seen cooked bamboo shoots that weren’t all yellow before 



July 26th MADE ME LAUGH: The individual in one of the the guard houses,  which are supposedly there to protect the occupants of the Royal Palace, soundly sleeping as we strolled by in the middle of the day. To be fair I don’t think it is actually one of the guards just someone availing of some shade and in need of rest  



JULY 27th HIDDEN GEM: I frequently lament the lack of live theatre here and yet just around the corner from where we live I spotted this live venue I have never noticed or seen advertised before now! It’s the hidden gem I need to investigate and support soon 



JULY 28th CHASING LIGHT: All day today it has been overcast and grey which means much cooler so I’m not complaining, but I was literally chasing the light for a glimpse of the sun on our evening stroll 



JULY 29th FLAT LAY: Every day the market vendors, who squat behind their produce in stalls and out in the open create flat lays that are their advertising. Today this one caught my eye when I decided to go looking for a flat lay instead of designing one for this prompt


JULY 30th FOLDED: Everything that makes its way into the cupboard that serves as linen press is folded to fit the space available


JULY 31st SHADOWS: When we were in Battambang about a month ago we saw a performance by Phare Circus called Rouge. It opened with this scrim and shadows depicting the horrors of the Pol Pot era in Cambodia. Of their many performances I have seen, this was the most unsophisticated but also most powerful


PROMPTS




Wednesday, July 23, 2025

Random thoughts and pondering….



 I was flattered to hear on the subway in New York, in a random conversation with a lawyer, quick to identify as such and therefore immediately making me wary, that she thought I was “idealistic”. Actually we both were. 


Only later did the flattery take hold! Smooth talker. That was 2017 and before we actually retired in Cambodia but that was the plan we had been discussing. 


Oh how things change. 

Now, I have lost that idealism, nurtured over decades of commitment and passion and replaced it instead with realism. It’s gone forever but I’m not sorry. 


I want to be here because here we actually get to live. It can be exhilarating. 

Right here and right now, we need to live in the present. We can walk our own path and are still able to make our own decisions, face the challenges of daily existence, maybe even make a small difference in the lives of those around us and revel in the right to make our own choices about how we personally behave and live everyday - without the feeling of being regulated out of a lifestyle, we often experience at home. 


Poor decisions, outright mistakes, accidents, dishonesty and distrust aside, living in the present and taking nothing for granted is still my choice. Most days are slow, simple and satisfying. Living with gratitude and making choices not leaving things to chance is a source of joy. 

I don’t want to slot whatever time might be left into whatever space and conditions are available. I want to believe it’s still possible to bring about positive change and act in a way that exemplifies that belief. 


Right now, the global situation is bleak with the heartbreak of the climate disaster manifesting and the war mongering and authoritarian takeover of whole nations increasing exponentially thereby worryingly confirming that this kind of power play is successful. It therefore seems to encourage ever more nations to attempt a bid for dominance over neighbours. Where is the voice of reason, capacity for negotiation and peace brokering I was always inclined to side with hiding? How can we as individuals stand up and start to bring into being the multicultural, moral and compassionate world we can be part of? Small, consistent and steadfastly repeated acts of resistance and rebellion are all that comes to my mind. 


While the world moves backwards, stands still or ignores the physical, social, emotional and mental disasters that are unfolding, and the genocides in progress, it looks to me like aggression is the easier option and compassion has been lost. 

No wonder there are days when I feel completely at odds! However, I’m still grateful to be right here, right now. To know that for the greater proportion of my time I feel comfortable in my own skin, living according to my own principals and also caring while facing the current realities no matter how they unfold, brings a level of calm and comfort. 


This poem I recently read inspired me to write the above piece. Please feel free to add your own opinions and responses. Finally please let me stress avoid abuse and advertising. This is not the space for it and recently it has accelerated. 





“Make peace with all the women
you once were.

lay flowers 
at their feet.

offer them incense
and honey 
and forgiveness.

honor them
and give them
your silence.

listen.

bless them
and let them be.

for they are the bones 
of the temple
you sit in now.

for they are 
the rivers
of wisdom
leading you toward
the sea.” 

~ Emory Hall
 i have been a thousand different women