Hey Lovelies… Why don’t you grab one of those tasty faces and sit down for a minute? I’ve been bad, and I’d really like to make it up to you all! I’ve been working hard today, catching up on some comments and reading bloggers I love but had no time reading lately, and tried…… Continue reading Apologies and Rice Krispies treats…
Today is Nikki’s birthday (from Flying Through Water) And here’s what Steve, her husband, prepared for her… If you know Nikki, wether you participated in this post or not, you have to check this out!! Steve… Wow! Really! I am sooooooo glad I remembered to send my little addition yesterday night!! Welcome to your…… Continue reading Happy Birthday Nikki!
The want of motion the absence of breeze, the ripples in the clouds, the warmth tells me something of what I’d forgotten, I told her, countless stories anything to make her smile, and then if she would accept, my words of want, then I would want her, and the pleasures that would…… Continue reading Walking Down the Road…
And each time you momentarely dropped your guard, it reminded me of when I used to watch lightnings as a child… Counting the seconds before you’d take back your sweet confessions, counting the seconds before the thunder would reach me… Telling me how close the storm really was. Listening to my heart beat, waiting…… Continue reading Tempest…
Time flies in the bloggosphere, wouldn’t you say? March already, and this morning, I could allow myself to check if there were any new flags on my world map! February has been a bit slow in the Cove, since I was gone for a while, and I realize how 10 days away from blogging can…… Continue reading Looking back on February…
Today is International Hygge Day, and if someone should celebrate it, well that should be me! I know, I’ve already writen about hygge. But a lot of people in the Cove are not aware of that, and… and… and… I just shouldn’t have to explain myself. This will be about hygge, that’s it, that’s all!…… Continue reading The art of Hygge…
The road at night, dark and lonely the mists rising like embers sending their own mists upwards, and you and I sitting, and watching the fire die down, as the heavens lit up with lights and tales to tell, of the Hunter and his Hound, and I wove my stories, as our thoughts entwined,…… Continue reading The Bright Eye of the Hound…
Winter was raging and pounding with fury, just outside your door. Winds screamed frost cursings as you led me towards the fireplace. You pulled me close, made me feel naturally fit for your very embrace… And in a moment when so much needed to be told, we shared the most precious luxury we could allow ourselves……… Continue reading Silence…
Going through the pictures taken at the beginning of the month, to post the most interesting… And I came across this one, taken from the Rundetårn. Full moon, the Marble Church’s dome, a few windmills in the background… What’s not to like about it? Awwwww… Denmark, I already miss you so much! …… Continue reading Full moon over København…
Previously; Part 1 / Part 2 Never before, had she been so puzzled over a simple dinner. She had already walked twice, all the way to his door before turning around and hiding in her flat again. It had crossed her mind to text him to excuse herself, giving any reason that would have come her way.…… Continue reading In the dark… (part 3)
