Gone summer… For two days now, Autumn has settled in Montréal. The trees had dressed in different shades of yellows, oranges and reds a while ago, but it didn’t really count yet, since it was still very warm all day, and the sun was almost always out there shining high and bright. Gone the…… Continue reading Definately Autumn…
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…
“Why would you settle for only one birthday per year?” he asked me once… I had never given it a thought, I must admit. I know a lot of people who would rather not having Birthdayz, and never aging. That’s ridiculous. Aging will happen whether we want it or not. And by that, I obviously…… Continue reading Birthdayz…
Cyranny's Cove 