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Fes, Morocco 2009: A weaver of scarves hard at work I heard the clatter of the loom. The sound racketed down the heat filled alley. Bright colored scarves drooped near a darkened doorway signaling the entrance to a ‘factory’. Inside … Continue reading
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Fes, Morocco 2009 A small, cubby-hole sized shop in the Fes souk is filled with colorful rayon threads. Moroccan women use these threads to “embroider” their kilim rugs. The salesman calls the thread ‘silk’…if you question him, he will change that to “cactus … Continue reading
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High Atlas Mountains, Morocco 1999 I had spent the night in a small hotel in the heart of the gorge at Boumalne Dades. That morning a Berber guide and I began the hike into the mountains to visit the Berber cave … Continue reading
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Morocco, somewhere between Ouarzazate and Merzouga, 1998 Women are sent out to fetch vegetation to burn for bread baking. You can’t really call it firewoood, it is some kind of dried plant. It burns hot and quickly. In most villages … Continue reading
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Morocco, Erg Chebbi dunes 1998 If you ever go to Morocco, you must go to the Erg Chebbi. This is Morocco’s most beautiful landscape, in my opinion, and Morocco has many beautiful landscapes. The sun was setting here and I … Continue reading
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Fez Medina, 2009: Our guide meets an old friend and greets him with the traditional kiss on both cheeks. I have the idea that this custom was learned from the French who colonized Morocco for 53 years. Most Moroccans are … Continue reading
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Fez Medina 2009: A bored shop girls stares at me as I photograph the shop where she works. The shop sells perfumes, medicinal herbs, soaps, argon oil, cochineal, (used as rouge) and other mysterious concotions bound to make the love of your … Continue reading
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Morocco’s Guir Desert 2006 My guide, Ali Mouni, used to take his friends or family with us when we went to look for nomads near his home village of Merzouga. These men had no vehicle and would jump at the … Continue reading
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I first read about the Barb Horse and Morocco when I was about 8 or 9 years old. I loved to read then, as I still do today, and I checked out Marguerite Henry’s book King of the Wind from … Continue reading
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The souk in Fez Morocco 2009 My daughter and I stayed in what is called a ‘riad’ when we were in Fez. This is an old house, once owned by a prosperous Moroccan family, that has been converted to a … Continue reading
