“She cast her fragrance and her radiance over me. I ought never to have run away from her… I ought to have guessed all the affection that lay behind her poor little stratagems. Flowers are so inconsistent! But I was too young to know how to love her…” ― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
Every night She danced in his dreams, Barefooted Her hair braided With White forget-me-nots… And, In the morning He woke with The taste of her name On his trembling Lips… If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Close up on white…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
”White is not a mere absence of color; it is a shining and affirmative thing, as fierce as red, as definite as black. God paints in many colors; but He never paints so gorgeously, I had almost said so gaudily, as when He paints in white.” G. K. Chesterton If you want…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
And one morning You bloom in silence, No warning, No invitation To watch you Unfold into The precious being That you are. Pure, Like a virgin About to walk down The aisle of her Secret fairy-tale. Tomorrow, When you’ll be gone Your memory Will keep dancing In the back of My voyeur…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
Sometimes I wonder… Do early flowers bloom Because of the warm spring sun? Or, Does weather become clement Because of their delicate beauty? And then I don’t care so much, And enjoy The simple pleasures Of this mysterious rebirth. If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
There are two types of people who get everything they want… The Patient, and the Lucky. I’d rather be patient, and appreciate what Life brings my way! If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Close up on late blooming brown centered flowers…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
You know summer is coming to an end, when flowers start dressing like fall. If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Close up on late blooming red-orange-ish flowers.
It’s been a weird day… A bit in the meh zone. Neither a ”good” or a ”bad” day. Just somewhere floating in between. With Chéri’s doctor appointments multiplying faster than rabbits, I decided to put up a separate blog, to keep track of everything going on. Who knows, maybe one day it will help…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
I see, everything I see for you, You and only You… Silly! I see beauty, Delicate and fresh. I see oddness, The strangest and weirdest. I watch for the Smallest little things, The details that Make this life exciting, Or not. But… I look anyway and collect, Every morsel, piece and bit In scrapbooks…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date the year before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided to participate… So…… Continue reading After Eight Moments… (June 21st FFF)
Cyranny's Cove 