Here, in the area, a rainy day always rhymes with snails sightings. I don’t know where they hide when the sky is clear… But judging from the rare snails’ pictures in The Cove this summer, you can guess how lovely (though sometimes awefully hot) the weather has been… And I am not going to…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
If you dare not living… Dare not complain about sitting still! My wrist tattoo says ” Live”. As in live life to the fullest, a constant reminder to enjoy the little moments. I encourage it. We only have one life to live, anyway…
You remember that you are working from 2pm until midnight, right? No I didn’t. I was planning to use this day to do a little shopping, take care of a few house chores, and spend the rest of my time doing a little catching up in The Cove. Oh well… At least I can…… Continue reading Oh, dang!
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Denmark has a bad reputation when it comes to weather… I won’t deny it, it rains quite a lot, it’s windy and although Vikingland doesn’t get anywhere near as much snow as we do, it’s cold in the winter. But as the Scandinavian saying goes, there’s no bad weather, just bad clothing. (I think it…… Continue reading Random Danish memories…
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Raven’s feathers On my eye lids, Kohl outlined Bitter dreams… Just one too many Sleepless night Not really hungry For another bite Skull cracking pain Wishing in vain That the hurt would Once and for all stop. One last leap, One final drop. Looking Death In the eyes. No space left For empty lies…
Cyranny's Cove 