. Not everyday, but it just seemed like a good title. The past couple of days, it’s been snowing in Freezingland. Not anything near a snowstorm, but enough to know that it was time to grab the shovel, and take care of business. Well, I say that, but Chéri did offer me to stay in,…… Continue reading Everyday I’m shoveling….
. As you might have noticed, I’ve given my (alledged) serial killer neighbours a break, for a couple of weeks. Well… That’s not entirely true. I’ve been checking on them, but I have skipped reporting on their suspicious behaviors for a few Wednesdays. There are a couple of (very) good reasons for that. I’m currently…… Continue reading Is the need to kill contagious?
. This morning, when I woke up, the above picture was the view from our living room’s window. The weather people had announced what was supposed to be nothing less than a blizzard. And although snow was actually falling from the sky, I was kind of disappointed. Mother Nature hadn’t delivered the good ol’ snow…… Continue reading Freezingland fun…
. . Some people Consider winter nights Boring… I like how Sculptural Light is, when it dances With the dead-looking Trees. .
. You have to let The city Fall asleep, To have the chance To feel Its soft heartbeat… .
I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I…… Continue reading Please, come in! (December 31st FFF)
. We hade many, many many many things delivered to our door the past couple of weeks. But nothing comparable to this morning’s special delivery. I’ve already told you about G. She joined our work team just before the beginning of the pandemic, and we bonded over the months, and met in person twice, since…… Continue reading Special delivery!
. 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…
. Sometimes. Because like most people, I usually like being right. Since the beginning of the pandemic, I’ve tried to mention it as little as I could, since we’re literally all in the same boat. Each and everyone of us has had to live with it for 21 months now. Some had it better, some…… Continue reading I just hate it when I am right…
. Today, I had a lovely visit. Ok, she didn’t come to the neighbourhood to meet with me, specifically (she had to work at our office) but still… G is one of my co-workers, and she got trained while I was enjoying myself petting koalas and feeding kangaroos in Aussiland. Meaning that I basically never…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
Cyranny's Cove 