The Big Apple… I never had an appeal for big cities. Big cities are loud, crowded and dirty… I probably thought that because I had always lived in peaceful little places. New York was far from a peaceful little place. It was big. American Big. As soon as we entered Manhattan’s core, I felt like…… Continue reading Too good to be fiction? (part 2)
Do you remember our roadtrip in 2001? The one that we arranged when I found the supposedly exact address for Amytiville’s famous haunted house. Arranged being a big word… If my memory is good, the conversation resembled this; Hey, I found the Amityville house’s address! Really?? We should go… We should, indeed! How about next…… Continue reading Too good to be fiction?
This morning Svendborg’s Fairy whispered to my ear again… I was still asleep, it goes without saying. For this is the way fairies talk to simple humans. She gave me more information about the green magic dress, and was pleased that I was taking her mission at heart. How could I take things lightly? She…… Continue reading From fairytales to spying games….
Dear friend, I took this picture shortly after you went to bed tonight. I wanted to capture the moment. I think you’ll like it as much as I do, or at least I hope so. It is just imperfect enough to my liking. A little blurry, like me, presenting a questionable subject, badly framed. That’s…… Continue reading Because the moon in your sky is the moon in mine… A response to my dear faraway friend, and possibly the longest Blog post title in the history of Blogging!
I am working on another post, and I need a map to make my point. Well one of them. Open Google Map, start trying to make things look as funny as I find them… and I get this message from Google; “Cette carte a été créée spécialement pour vous” Meaning “This map has been created…… Continue reading I feel special…
Cyranny's Cove 