Far beyond Marrakech, across the High Atlas Mountains lies the beautiful south. It is where I fell in love with Morocco and it remains by far my favourite part of the country. I didn’t get to live there (yet) for various practical reasons and I don’t visit as much as I would like, but I have lots of pretty little reminders all around the house.
The green-glazed ceramic pottery of Tamegroute in my kitchen and the huge Zagora pots in the garden. And something very, very pretty, something that makes me smile each time I see them. Something I buy every time I travel south. The beautiful black veils of the southern Berber women.