I don’t mean Moogli, Baloo, Shere Khan, Bagheera and the like… Although, I could have talked about it. It is a nice tale, but it always puzzled me why Moogli’s bestfriend in the jungle would be a bear…? I love Baloo, don’t get me wrong, but when I think “jungle”, I personally…… Continue reading J like Jungle… (A to Z challenge)
She held the gun to her temple, defying him. What are you trying to prove? Her finger on the trigger, she kept silent. She had made herself clear already, and there was no discussion possible. Staring coldly, she was waiting for him to react before she pulled a first time, possibly sealing her destiny.…… Continue reading Russian roulette…
Bending the rules again? Yeah, a bit, but it’ll all make sense in a moment! “I”, in English, is one of the three most important people in my life. With “me” and “myself”, that is… A tad narsissic? Not at all, since I need those three people to just be. And I need to be…… Continue reading I like Us… (A to Z challenge)
Thank you Lithuania! A first visit in the Cove, and a much appreciated one 🙂 Coloring the world one country at a time!
You’re hot… Deep down I felt the need to tell you, but remained silent. I know you’d blush at the thought that I really mean it. You wouldn’t believe me, wouldn’t want to believe me, just couldn’t believe the words if they came from me. You’re hot… You are, my dear, in your own…… Continue reading H like hot… (A to Z Challenge)
Une pensée pour le vol des bernaches, annonçant la venue de l’automne… la venue des soirées monotones, Messagers qui à rien ne s’attachent. Une pensée pour le vol des bernaches, qui partiront bientôt vers le Sud… Là -bas, où  l’hiver est moins rude, Au soleil, de qui beaucoup s’amourachent. Une pensée pour le…… Continue reading Micro-poésie du vendredi…
Living in a cat’s house means keeping the litterbox clean. Freja (and probably other cats, but I never surveyed the subject) likes to use her litterbox right after I cleaned it. She’ll sit by my feet, judging my work as I take the little poo shovel, scoop all that needs to be scooped, and put…… Continue reading Litterbox story…
Often people would say, Oh, butterflies remind me of you… or, Every time I watch the sun set, I think of you! But she didn’t need reminders… Because you don’t have to remember what sticks to your very mind…
I know, I know… I’m late. But I didn’t get any complaint, so I am guessing no one suffered from my postponed sharing… So here are this week’s suggestions from me to you : First, Linda’s latest post… Venting some everyday little dramas in a very, hum, colorful way!! Someday we’ll chug some of…… Continue reading (late) Nombril de semaine… (6)
Walking home around midnight yesterday night, I was listening to the singing of cicadas again… When I had a surprise. Right there, on the concrete of the sidewalk, was one of my dear lady singers! It was midnight dark, and the camera on my phone isn’t the best, but I had to take a picture!…… Continue reading Cicada…
