OUT OF AFRICA AT THE SEA

My dream home rises from the shoreline like a quiet poem

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Dreaming is the most romantic indulgence in creativity. It is intimate, emotional and never ending.

“Where the Sea Meets the Light”

White walls whisper secrets to the tide,

their smooth curves kissed by the golden noon,

while mother-of-pearl sighs softly in the light,

and floors of dove-grey hold the hush of moon.

Windows stretch like open arms,

framing the ocean’s endless breath,

each wave a slow confession,

each breeze a gentle caress.

Sand-hued whispers weave through the rooms,

mushroom tones grounding the sky’s wide dreams,

and every corner glows with the quiet promise

that beauty here is not fleeting—

it lingers, like salt on skin,

like love that will not leave.

My dream home rises from the shoreline like a quiet poem—pure white architecture standing in serene contrast to the deep blues of the sea. The façade is softened by the sun, its surface glowing at dawn and shimmering in the afternoon light. Wide glass panes invite the horizon inside, dissolving the boundary between interior and nature.

Inside, the palette is a gentle symphony: warm white walls bathe in natural light, their softness balanced by the shimmer of sea-shell mother-of-pearl accents. Floors are screeded in the lightest dove grey, cool underfoot and grounding the airy openness. Light sand tones flow through textiles and furniture, while light mushroom shades add depth and warmth to the serene spaces.

Every room feels part of the ocean—whether through the panoramic sweep of the living room windows, the delicate salt-tinged breeze drifting through open doors, or the subtle coastal hues woven into the décor. The home’s heart is its openness: spaces that breathe, that welcome light at every hour, that hold the rhythm of the waves in their stillness. It is a place for barefoot mornings, golden sunsets, and nights lit only by the moon’s reflection on the water—a sanctuary of calm, romance, and belonging.

Out of Africa by the Sea is the dream.

Palm trees that whisper sweet songs, coconuts that fall on the ground ripe and ready, fisherman that call your name to sell the catch of the day to you, fresh bread made by artisans that were taught by their rural moms how to make it and finally empty tins of condensed milk are used to measure how many clams do you want to buy for lunch.

The most extraordinary thing is that I lived this life in my Country in Mozambique.

Paradise it was ! and just to end this magic story I once bought a tin full of pearls that were measured by an empty tin of condensed milk.

Awesomeness comes from the most unexpected places.

That is why I dream and love.

Welcome to my dream home.

TRADE ANTHOLOGY//

ANTHOLOGY OF TRADE SECRETS

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