In our travels the one souvenir I look for is a door knocker, not any old knocker but one in the shape of a hand. The hand is thought to be a representation of the Hamsa, a symbol of God’s hand in the earth. For Muslims, Hamsa is the hand of Fatima and for Jews it is… Continue reading Knocking on Doors
Upstairs in the library is a favourite chair of mine. It’s a rocking chair made out of an unknown wood, inlaid with some mother of pear and it features some interesting carved and turned details. In 2004, we toured Lebanon and then went back to Damascus for a week. Damascus is one of my favourite… Continue reading A Chair, Coffee and Wondering…
