Spring lily…
I’ll bloom, I’ll open up, and grow like a lily to the heat of Spring… And wait for you to pick me up…. At long last. .
I’ll bloom, I’ll open up, and grow like a lily to the heat of Spring… And wait for you to pick me up…. At long last. .
As a guest barista, it is always a pleasure to invite you to Go Dog Go Café! Every Monday, the Café is open for your latest poetry or short fiction, and they choose their favorite piece among all the links left in the comment box. Who knows, your story could get hung on their wall…… Continue reading Promote Yourself Monday @ Go Dog Go Café
Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky… – Khalil Gibran If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
Happy Sunday, Lovelies! First of all, I hope you are all enjoying a nice weekend! When I woke up this morning, I was overwhelmed by the very impressive response to my offer to play Cadavre Exquis! You guys are amazing! As I mentionned yesterday, for our first attempt back in October of 2017, five of…… Continue reading Cadavre exquis – Take 2 / Follow up
Yup… We’re not done with winter! Dang… .
Hello Lovelies! As you might (or very possibly might not) remember, last October, I played “cadavre exquis” with a couple of fellow bloggers. You can catch up with my first invitation here. Colin, Suze, The Bag Lady and Urban Liaisons participated and the result was pretty amazing, especially for a first shot! I’d like…… Continue reading Cadavre exquis, anyone? – Take 2
Your love Is better than chocolate Better than anything else that I’ve tried And oh love is better than chocolate. Everyone here knows how to fight Sarah McLachlan I don’t have much of a sweet tooth, but every once in a while, I buy one of these Ritter Sport (“sport”?? Really? I don’t…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
At work… As usual. Just noticed this. I hate it when companies underestimate my intelligence. .
Will keep my shades on Soft “tickle me pink” tinted Life needs fantasy
Previously posted August 28th of 2017. Via today’s Dailyprompt: Magnetic I never went looking for her, but I guess I unconciously hoped all my life, that our roads would cross at some point. I certainly dreamed about her, although I never could have drawn her face before the day we finally met. She is…… Continue reading The little green house…