Category 'Life in Armenia'

We are meandering through the streets of this scenic Southern city. Admiring the window displays, wandering in and out of various shops, and this one, this one catches our attention. “Let’s go in,” my beloved suggests. It’s a jewelry store. And something is drawing us in, something more than simply the unique jewelry. I marvel at…

“Hold onto my arm,” he instructs me.I look up at him and grip his arm tight.My husband and children are behind me and I can’t look back.Instead, I trust this man and take my first step. I am balancing on a suspension bridge 200 feet above a river; it is swaying as I take tentative…

I am not quite sure why I am thinking about laundry today. I did the laundry.  It is done.  We are done with that task for the next little while. But today, for some reason, this photo from Armenia is on my mind.   So I searched for it and here it is.  I call…