I mentioned in a previous post that a great grandmother of mine was from Morocco. I dreamt of visiting this beautiful country for many years, until one day I did. I went to Casablanca as part of a music tour in North Africa. What I regret the most is not extending my visit to see this beautiful blue town, named Chefchaouen!
With summer comes my life-long craving for the color blue (check this post for blue and white inspirations from Pinterest). But nothing beats these photos of an old Moroccan town, nestling in infinite hues of the color blue north of Morocco.
Please see image credits at the end of the post.
I just found this post by boredpanda, and with it came a healthy dose of blue walls, blue doors, and blue visions of every sort. This is where I need to be this summer, to finally live the blue dream.
The color blue is such a soothing and calming color that reminds me of the sea, the sky, and nature’s abundant beauty. When the sky is blue, everything is alright. When an ocean is blue, it’s a sign of stability, prosperity, and a weather that promises great possibilities.
Morocco… it’s a piece of heaven on earth. The farthest places, the houses, the souks, and every nook and cranny of this North African country is a unique work of art. And it’s not any kind of art… it’s livable, every day art that you get to breathe, taste, and experience in infinite ways.