After Eight Moments…
My guess is that the right door is for telekinetic people? (Tip: “Tirez” means “Pull”) If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
My guess is that the right door is for telekinetic people? (Tip: “Tirez” means “Pull”) If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
You bet… Word Porn! And sooner than later.
I hesitated long before getting decided to write this… I thought about it for days, and I had many doubts whether it was a good idea or not to speak out. My dear friend Linda, from Tales From The Cabbage Patch has lost her son a couple of days ago. If I thought she would, herself, publish…… Continue reading Love for Linda…
This one requires a little explanation… Aphids are tiny tiny insects that feed off plants’ sap. Sap contains mostly water and glucose. So, in order to get all the proteins they need to survive, aphids suck the sap, and quickly filter the proteins, getting rid of the sugary water. They litterally poo a sweet…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
I am a bit crazy on the side… But I like to think it is a sweet side of me. I enjoy sharing in unusual ways, and I had an idea. Now, I don’t know how it could be illegal in anyway. I think I can give my money to whoever I choose, but if…… Continue reading Lucky Friday…
Si tu ne me connaissais pas… Je feindrais d’être aveugle, pour découvrir ta beauté du bout de mes doigts…
Through the day, and through the night… She knitted, relentlessly. Thread over, thread under, she joined her memories, rolling them patiently around the long pointy needles. Watching the warm colors of her loves complementing the cold feeling of her blues, and the blackness of her lonely days. She followed no partern, needed no…… Continue reading Knitting…
Ok, this is totally childish! I probably have once liked some random KLM page on Facebook (not the childish part yet!) and now I occasionally get news from the Dutch airline… Today I got a new post from them named “Our mission: To capture the Fokker 70 in flight!”. I started giggling. (yes the childish…… Continue reading Farewell, Fokker!
So vividly that not one second will ever melt down into oblivion… Until I forget… But I won’t.
You might have noticed that I have skipped a couple nights of After Eight Moments… It was not intended, and I am actually quite pissed annoyed about it. I take all those pictures with my cell phone. I was convinced that the dang phone was saving them on my memory card. I trusted Samsung, I had…… Continue reading Missing my After Eight Moments…