(okay, I am totally making that up. Let me start again. ) I started this blog because I wanted a way to connect from this little olive grove of mine. I didn't know what would come of it but I hoped I would make some friends. And I have. With the help of Laurie at Ranch Redo, I installed a blog stats counter this morning. And 10 hours later, it appears that I have had visitors from 16 countries. Who knew? Thank you for your visits and your emails. You make my every day happier.
Over the last six blogging weeks, I have benefited from the kindness of strangers, and I am so grateful. Because, if you have tuned into CNN lately, then you know that the world is not always a kind place. Frankly, generosity and helpfulness are in short supply. And so I want to give a Moroccan shout of appreciation to bloggers who have gone the extra mile for me and my little blog:
There was Holly of Decor8 who not only made sure that I knew the best things to buy everywhere (and I am poorer but richer for it) but also featured me on her site. She is without question, the sweetest design blogger out there.
Then there was Heather at Chicago Apartment Therapy who, in addition to providing design solutions for my every decorating faux pas, did a whole entry on this blog yesterday. I am still recovering from the happy shock.
And then there was Melissa at Wandalust who has helped me find the best travel destinations for cookie purchases and told me where to party in Ibiza (just in case I ever go) but who also did a blog spread on My Marrakesh just a few days ago.
And then there is Claire who takes time away from posting random poetry and insightful musings on L'Esprit de l'Escalier, in order to help answer my blog 101 questions in the most patient way imaginable.
My only hope is that when this guest house is finally built (please God, let me get that far) that I can offer you all a stylish room in which to stay. On the house, of course.
Shoukran bazzef, which means thank you very much, in Moroccan dialect. And Moroccans when thanking you, often put their hand on their heart, just to show you that they really mean it.