I have strange habits… (well, I am strange in general… But that’s part of my natural charms, LOL) and one of them I can only enjoy at this time of year… Bees-at-work watching! Most people I know are afraid of everything flying that owns a stinger. I understand when allergies are involved, but otherwise,…… Continue reading Busy bees…
Back on her rock, from the distance, she could barely distinguish his silhouette. She couldn’t tell if he was tall or not, not having other men to compare him to. Michael… She had a shiver, thinking how she would have loved telling her mother about her unexpected encounter. But given the circumstances, there would…… Continue reading Hénétriac… (Part 2)
With every kick in the water, her lips barely reached the surface… And her heart rushed as she sucked the slightest of breaths… Her hand reaching out in dispair aware of the imminent threat… The palm on her forehead pushing her in the depthts…
Me needs you not, Nor love I you. Think of you but Less care couldn’t I too. Me needs you but, I for care you? Of I think you not Me and you love too… Am puzzled how I?
Bikini day!! Yes, yes… I know, exciting uh?!? And this is one International Day I couldn’t post about without proper preparation… so here are 14 fun facts about your favorite swimwear, with some of my thoughts on the side… Enjoy! When the first bikini was introduced in 1946, it was marketed as a two-piece…… Continue reading International Day of the Day…
I gave breakfast cuteness a second try today… (after my failure, in “How cute am I?”) And of course, I brought my tablet along in the kitchen to document a possible success, although I highly doubted I could make it. But hey! I have been trying to keep a positive attitude at all times lately,…… Continue reading Eggspectations…
Il se nourrissait de ses langoureux soupirs, ne se fatigant jamais de ses implorations… “Encore, encore… ne t’arrêtes jamais…” soufflait-elle à son oreille, leurs deux corps fusionnant en une seule et unique silhouette dansant dans le noir. Ces nuits-là, le temps perdait sa propre trace, leurs peaux baignées de sueur ayant un goût d’éternité. Et il ne…… Continue reading Micro fantaisie du vendredi…
This morning, chéri didn’t feel like having breakfast… I insisted, saying that I’d cook for him. Not that it is special for me to cook, but I had a surprise for him. Oh come on! Who wouldn’t want to have a kitty made out of eggs and bacon, right? Don’t you wish your girlfriend/boyfriend started…… Continue reading How cute am I?
When they start selling tickets, I want a guided tour of your mind! Maybe they could arrange khaki-Jeep rides, Jeeps with army camouflage paint. With handle bars and powerful spotlights on the rooftop for the dark corners of your thoughts. There could be night tours, to hunt your most secret dreams around, and peek at…… Continue reading Follow the guide…
In the early nineties, my father got hired to work in a bauxite mine plant, in Guinea. We moved to a small town, Kamsar, that was built by the company, CBG. Here are a few, randomly picked tales from my 5 years spent there. (Note the giant poodle pup just above the country’s name… It…… Continue reading Kamsar, random tales… The black panther
Cyranny's Cove 