Strike the chord, of my heart, your fingers playing it like a harp… * Lay your words, on my skin, each line leaving me, for more, moaning… * Through the night, serenade my body, caress my psyche… …… Continue reading Whole…
This telephone post has seen its share of missing cats, neighbourhood parties and garage sales announcements… And it has the scars to prove it! . . . If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
It is quite a job to entertain people. I don’t consider myself an entertainer. When people enjoy my posts I just go “Yay” in my living room (ok, most of the time in my office – with booh-boss rolling his eyes), and when my stats crash for a day or two, I (try to) just…… Continue reading Thank you life, for stupid! (2)
She counted the jars, waiting for the water to boil. Hoping she had enough of them, as she plunged the glass containers in the steamy pot, one by one. She had a lot to take care of. Canning her dreams, canning her hopes, canning her love… Before it went bad. So many Spring memories,…… Continue reading Saving herself.
You wanna play the cute card, Momma? Alright! Game on! *wink* To see Momma’s post, click here.