She sat as the writing cabinet. Alone at last, she let a burning tear run down her cheek. She turned her fountain pen over and over again, wondering where to start, and what to say… For too long, the silence had settled, punching her in the chest a hundred times a day, leaving her…… Continue reading My Dear,
Dandelions… Because even the most common flower took days to grow its delicate petals. And deserves to be appreciated… I think. If you’d like to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
I could hear it giggling devilishly as I approached, on my first break today… Showing off, in its still firm, pure white petals… Flower attitude, my friends… Total flower attitude.
That’s what she said! Who did that? you might ask… The Bag Lady, of course! To make a not so long, but possibly long if I tell it, story short… It was The Bag Lady’s grand son’s birthday, and he is a firefighter. And she ended her post wishing us a great week, and asking that we’d go…… Continue reading I dare you.
Two for the price of one tonight… Spring humor… Mocking Winter! If you’d like to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
I have had this quote ready to send out into the bloggosphere for ages! (ok, more like a few weeks, but for me, it felt like ages…) I am not the kind of blogger who can have an idea, start it up, and put it on the back burner for less creative days. No!…… Continue reading Go ahead…
Hoping, just to see you. Knowing, too well it won’t happen. Not today, and most certainly not tomorrow… But just in case, waiting by the window…
via Daily Prompt: Unmoored I have done it. Done it all… I took care of business. Made our house a home nice enough to come back to gladly, filled the fridge and emptied the trash. Fed the dog and watered the plants. Paid the bills and wrote the check for the rent. I returned the…… Continue reading Unmoored…
A seat for two… Montréal evening out. If you’d like to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
I love gardening… I enjoy playing in the soil, and making things grow. And as my only alone day off this week, it was time to start my balcony garden today. It was a bit cloudy, but the temperature was nice, and Freja came out with me to play in the dirt… Well, not actually.…… Continue reading Go garden!
Cyranny's Cove 