I felt it coming. When I started my mini vacation, 10 days ago, I knew I needed the break more than I would have admitted, even to myself. I thought I would use the first couple of days just lazying out to fill my batteries, and then spend the rest of it writing…… Continue reading Temporarily out of order…
Always remember, your focus determines your reality. – George Lucas
Festive mess… Today, I’ve been wrapping our gifts, and packing goodies for family and friends. Tomorrow, we’ll drive to our home town to deliver our presents. Just a few touch-and-goes, before heading back to Montréal. And then we can enjoy a cool, odd and intimate Christmas. Just Chéri, Freja and me. And comforting food. And…… Continue reading Almost there…
I guess there are just so many rules that some people can follow… If this bike’s owner is wearing a mask, washing hands and respecting social distancing, I’m willing to forgive this blunt rebellion against Montréal’s city rules.
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, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I…… Continue reading Looking back… Day 10. (December 11th FFF)
Wish I was a stamp,Still free to travel abroad…Truly unfettered. If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Close up on a little collection of Denmark stamps.
Today was Chéri’s 40th birthday. Needless to say that 2020 isn’t a year of choice to celebrate a special turning older. As a matter of fact, ”celebration” is a bit of an overstatement. On top of pandemic restrictions, Chéri was working from 2 pm until midnight, which didn’t allow us to enter real party mode.…… Continue reading Happy Birthday!
As days go by,Windows open wide.One by one, In the middle of the night…New opportunities,New chances,New dreams.The sky getting darker,Despite the starlightAnd it seems…That the wind whispersThe sweet promiseOf a new beginning,I sure am wishingIt is a hopeful premise…
I don’t Tweet. I’ve tried, and it took me forever to understand Twitter. When I finally started to get it, I gave up. Because it is too fast for me. It felt like getting bombed with news, comments and thoughts. I might be able to catch the right pace but it would mean giving up…… Continue reading Tweet or twit?
When I was born, Mom and Dad both had good jobs. Even if it was back when some women were starting to keep their careers after giving birth, they decided together that Mom would stay home to raise me, and then my little brother. This meant depending only on Dad’s salary, but it was a…… Continue reading And the bronze medal goes to…
Cyranny's Cove 