Micro poésie du vendredi…
“Serai vent, serai brouillard, serai tempête, serai cafard…” “C’est vrai”, acquiesça t-elle naïvement Et au son de sa voix de tonnerre elle alla, gambadant valser entre ses éclairs
“Serai vent, serai brouillard, serai tempête, serai cafard…” “C’est vrai”, acquiesça t-elle naïvement Et au son de sa voix de tonnerre elle alla, gambadant valser entre ses éclairs
January 12th: I was nominated a second time for this award, and decided to add the questions (and answers) to my previous post… I would like to send my warmest thanks to Karen for the nomination on What if we all cared. Karen spreads her kindness through her blogging, and shares daily about her life…… Continue reading Mystery Blogger Award…
Not one day after that, did my heart not beat every beat for you. It still does to this day, constant reminder of my loss.
Scent of a woman… Anyone would like to lead my Tango? If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
I wonder if I would also discover my innate knowledge of how to fly a plane, given a strong enough earthquake….
Trina is back with her Weekend blog share weekly event! For those of you looking for easy, free exposure for your blog, it is the perfect way to mingle with other writers, and get extra readings! So what are you waiting for? Come and join us at Trina’s, to say ‘hi’ and drop your favorite…… Continue reading Weekend Blog Share at Trina’s
I miss Denmark this morning… Ok, I often do, and when it happens, it is just random souvenirs that pop to my mind, that make me sigh, and wish I could just jump in some teleporter machine that would just, well yeah, teleport me in Vikingland in a flash. Today I was thinking about…… Continue reading Random memory…
10 days into the Saving Challenge… I’m hanging on! If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
Have you ever tried sneezing with your arms full, on your way to the dishwasher? Yeah… I didn’t really like these wine glasses anymore, anyway!
I am not big on sharing about myself… On or offline. I share stories about my past. I share pictures, and anecdotes about my daily life. I share stories running around my head. But I usually keep all that really matters to myself. The good and the bad, I can’t help it, I am just…… Continue reading Confidence…