A poet said, Centuries follow one another,

Perfecting a wild flower.

So, on a nice Tripoli morning, with a book in hand,

I went photographing some wild flowers

Morning walk (1)

Banana Milk shake

There is a café –juice shop at the corner of Shara Nasr

Just as we turn towards the big mosque towards Maidaan Jazier

He serves honey-butter sandwiches (too heavy for me) and coffee

(too strong for me) and Milk shake (my companions in the morning reads)

Morning walk (2)

A church sermon

After an hour’s read at the park, (quiet on a Friday morning), I walked to the Dahra

San Francisco church. The Philipino mass was going on. Sat in the church, reading the book, as

The sermon was a particularly tasteless one..the priest was trying too hard, and

failing miserably.

Morning walk (3)

 

The world-teacher who wrote the book asked a much more interesting question

What was it like …to be young and intelligent in the London or Berlin of 1939?

Morning walk (4)

Zawia Dahmaani

As I shifted away from the blue green sea views of the port, the medieval Medina reflecting in

the clear waters and turned back towards my house, the city was gradually coming to life.

Smokers were now…gathering in the cafes.

Morning walk

Golden domes are being prepared for the mosque down the street where I live.

Caught them shining, against the blue skies, amidst the construction pillars.

A nice end to a wild flower walk, on a quiet Tripoli morning.