When I woke up this morning, I had the sweet aftertaste of a dream, still lingering in the back of my mind. It doesn’t happen often these days, because of the fatigue and the stress, and it was very welcome… I closed my eyes back, and tried to collect the bits and pieces left of…… Continue reading I had a dream…
Je ne crois pas aux « je n’ai pas le choix ». Même si comme tout le monde, ils sortent parfois de ma bouche, je n’y crois pas dans le fond. Tu as toujours le choix… Et sur le rebord de la falaise, avec tes orteils dans le vide et tes cheveux dans le vent, tu as…… Continue reading Même sur le bord d’une falaise, tu as toujours le choix…
Along the years, my family and I have discovered how memories are not a precise science. Unless we have a picture of it, or still have it on tape, memory recollection over a good supper is always more like a debate than anything else… We have four absolutely different bags of souvenirs of the last…… Continue reading Family memories…
Cyranny's Cove 