Shammari HookinThe Sweet BlossomsThe Palm Trees Pretending To Be StarsIf you make someone else feel good you make yourself feel good as well. This is a very important lesson, I hope to share with my children…Dec 17, 2018Dec 17, 2018
Shammari HookinThe Sweet BlossomsConversations at NightLast week, a newly immigrated Jordanian Uber driver, Omar, drove me to work, he mentioned that he studied Arabic literature and was curious…Nov 13, 2018Nov 13, 2018
Shammari HookinThe Sweet BlossomsThe Palo Santo HoursMy earliest memories of perfume are of my aunts YSl Poison perfume that she would mist before special occasions, or the dreamy weight and…Nov 5, 2018Nov 5, 2018
Shammari HookinThe Sweet BlossomsBlossoming Pear TreesBreakfast at Tiffany’s by Truman Capote, A Tree Grows In Brooklyn by Betty Smith and The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton, are a few of my…Nov 1, 2018Nov 1, 2018
Shammari HookinThe Sweet BlossomsRiding The MoonI recently finished reading, “The Bean Trees” by Barbara Kingsolver. I picked up the worn paperback at a second hand book store, and as is…Oct 27, 2018Oct 27, 2018
Shammari HookinThe Sweet BlossomsFloating MarigoldsToday we hiked Tom Thumb trail, which is a beautiful and intoxicating walk on the McDowell Mountains, a half hour away from our apartment…Oct 22, 2018Oct 22, 2018
Shammari HookinThe Sweet BlossomsThe Winding Meadows Of LongingNear the end of my life I hope there is more I desire to remember than I hope to forget. I’d like to remember the many cups of earl gray…Oct 9, 2018Oct 9, 2018
Shammari HookinThe Sweet BlossomsThe Garden Is My PillowThere is an alluring charm to wearing a pink sweater; as the numinous clouds thicken and foam, the fig trees begin to weep in delicate…Oct 4, 2018Oct 4, 2018
Shammari HookinThe Sweet BlossomsBlack ButterflyOn the scant rainy days, the desert becomes the sea, the sea becomes the sky, the sky becomes the earth and the earth becomes a garden. It…Sep 30, 2018Sep 30, 2018