. Hand picking her words Delicately, She harvested Her Autumn’s thoughts with glee… The yearly ritual Could finally begin And She penned her best wishes Across the wind. She bowed to the sun And bowed to the moon, Folded the note And nearly swooned. She sealed the message With a kiss, Foolishly hoping for a…… Continue reading Yearly thought…
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. Where are the nuts, Lady?!? . . . If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Bob the squirrel, waiting for us to fill the bird feeders, with fall’s brightest yellows in the background.
. Sometimes, All that’s left to say is Good evening, and good night… . . . If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Sun setting over a parking lot, here in Montréal.
. Flamboyant autumn, Your colors make me forget Summer’s recent death… . . . If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; A great maple tree flaunting its majestic fall colors, in the backyard of one of my neighbours.
. He laughs his last laugh, The ghost of Halloween Past… Between squirrels’ bites. . . . If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Close up on a couple of carved pumpkins in a staircase. The two background ones eaten in parts by the…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
. Tiny pearls of pain, Roll in the palm of my hand… Your sorrow is mine. . . . If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Close up on drops of rain on a tiny green leaf.
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. A good partner, Loves you despite your craziness. A great partner, Hops on the crazy train With you! . . . If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Close up on the pumpkin Chéri carved for me, for Halloween. For obvious reasons, he…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
. Some flee the night… I embrace it, It is my kingdom. Only in its Foggy folds can I Hide My favorite secrets… Well tucked Between a Longing sigh and A cheek-blushing Whisper… And I revel In all the sweet Little nothings That keep reminding Of you. . . . If you want to…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
Cyranny's Cove 