An early morning walk through Hanoi’s old quarter (when we were there on holiday in July) made for great photo opportunities. Scooters with whole families bound for school and work raced down the narrow streets. Sellers of flowers, freshly picked fruit and vegetables, chickens, eggs, and many other things arrived …
“These dragons do not spew fire,” the knight says, lightening the torches. “As servants of the snow witch, they have some …
My Garden. Photo by HS Norup The curtain opens. The scene of fine-spun silk awaits. Vibrant flowers draw brightness from the …
Your friends perch on a yummy leaf, munching at its edges. They call you. A party in your honour. But …
