Via Today’s Daily Prompt: Wrinkle Wrinkles… They will come, wether you want it or not, they’ll add on. Little ridges running from the corner of your eye lids, carved lines traced around your lips… All I whish for you, is to get happy ones! Those that come from smiling, and never from a frown……… Continue reading All I wish for you…
Oh come on! Admit it, of all things I could list reasons to love, I bet you wouldn’t have thought about that! For her first child, Mom seems to have put a lot of efforts in molding the perfect feet! She did a great job, and even after 40 years (well, ok, not…… Continue reading Lindsay Challenge: Day 1 * 7 reasons I love my feet!
Go before you do. I’ll work for it… Hoping it pleases you, just you….
Freja is not a big fan of me. Unless I have food in my hands. Or treats. Or when I clean her litterbox, or fill her water. The rest of the time, I am of almost no interest at all, for the furry ball. I take that back. Asleep-me seems entertaining to her too. But…… Continue reading No, no Mum… I iz not sick!
The cure for anything is salt water – sweat, tears or the sea – Isak Dinesen If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired: This is a close up picture of a salt shaker on the side, with spilled salt on a…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
Last week, I held my third Meet & Greet party, and thanks to all of you, it was quite a success once again! I know… It took me a long time to make the wrap up post, but it has been quite a busy week… and at last; Here it is!! So a huuuuuuge…… Continue reading Sleepover wrap up!
Via today’s Daily Prompt: Captivating Flames flickering in the late night’s darkness and silence… Timid lighthouse guiding my sombre thoughts. Unsaid wanderings of the mind screaming loud in the dim light of the candle. Captivating sight… If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for blind readers: Close…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
The tender moon’s coo, breaking on the horizon chasing Midnight Blue .
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. .
Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky… – Khalil Gibran If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
Cyranny's Cove 