min Dermimas ilkom

there's a place i went to where the earth's aroma exudes by the crevices of our soles
when the sun rises and you are awoken by a land mine set off you are reminded of your peace of mind.
a place far from your imagination and near to the soil by your doorstep.
this was a home i visited from long times ago
a place ancestral to my family
hence charged with value of sorts
various forms of beauty ly within

from the traces of my great teta's footsetps to my jedo's marks on the kitchen drawers.
from Baba's plays and my amo's joys
Louisa the turtle when did she arrive?


here im riad made:
tomatoe paste,
apricot jam,
dried mint,
olives,
pickles,
teen,
sharab el tout,
bourgol,
+...
+...
all to be able to cook and make better meals...
that's natural and healthy eating if i ever heard of it;
not to mention...
the clothes worn on each one of their backs sewn by hand
then, with the leftovers, she knit the most lovely of all american style aghan blankets now faded from time's wear

yane nasheta hal mara kanet!

min Dermimas la mahal ma kintou