A few weeks ago MarocBaba came home, grabbed my hand and my camera and said, “let’s go, it’s perfect today!” I wondered what was perfect but it didn’t take long to figure it out. He jokes that I moved here for the mountains not for him, he just might be right. For two hours we drove around Marrakech and further out to the foothills of the High Atlas Mountains, in the village his father grew up in simply to look at the mountains and take pictures.
It was the best gift.
Today, we wish you a very Merry Christmas from our Moroccan home and the snow capped mountains.
