. For observing nature… The best pace, Is a snail’s pace. – Edwin Way Teale . . . If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Close up on a snail, sneaking out during a rainy day!
. Forget me not… For I am fragile, but I got stamina, Love me for what I am Not what I look like…. My treasure just isn’t Skin deep. . . . If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Close up on a recently…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
. Dandelions… Mother Nature’s Humblest tribute To the return Of king Sun’s Warmth. . . . If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Close up on a recently bloomed dandelion!
. At the first explosion Of Spring, I suddenly remember That I speak Magnolia… . . . If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Close up on a majestic magnolia tree in full bloom!
. This is not Just spring… This is Hope Dressed in its Softest shades! . . . If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Close up on tiny pastel colored flowers. My very first of this springtime!
. Sometimes, The only way to escape The weight Of the big picture, Is to focus on Tiny, insignificant Things… Abstractness Is a luxury, That soothes the mind When the harshness Of Life is just a little Too concrete. . . . If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
. Is it wrong to feel A little happy knowing Winter is dying? . . . If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Beautiful sky, captured during a short walk in my neighbourhood today.
. I see a raging Ocean, Breaking waves, Turmoil In the making… I see an oddly Burning kraken, Its eight arms Fighting, like an army… I see Water, fire and wind. The elements dancing Cheek to cheek, unexpectedly… Isn’t it strange, Though, that I can see so much Looking out a window Covered with ice,…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
. White wind whipping, Sub-zero sea… Shaking my boat And I no longer Can see, Through the Wedding-like veil covering the city. My cheeks are Tingling and My fingertips icy… But such is The reality of My home land. All I can say Is Welcome to Freezingland! . . . If you want to know…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
. I used to be very active on my blog during the Holidays… Last year, we were forced to stay away from our loved ones for Christmas and New Year’s Eve. So since we were allowed to visit them this week, I did stay away from The Cove, while enjoying a (safe) gathering with Mom,…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
Cyranny's Cove 