The concept of a treasure usually brings to mind wooden chests filled with gold coins and opulent jewelry. But to me treasures are much simpler things. Anything (well, almost anything) can become a treasure to me. It just needs to have a special meaning, come from an important place, a dear person, or be linked…… Continue reading T like Treasure…
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 Climbing… (April 16th FFF)
I’m sure she does, from time to time. Don’t we all? We fall in love, fall sick, fall short, fall back, fall over, fall down, fall flat… But this is not about us, it is about Mackenzie. If you don’t know Mack already, you really should take a minute to visit her blog. This brilliant…… Continue reading Mackenzie Falls…
That feeds you. It’s a classic, but there are still some who couldn’t care less about the old adage. I’ll tell you more later on… I’ll come back with pictures of Sydney and Melbourne soon. I just felt like skipping a couple of days to get to the amazing five days camping…… Continue reading Don’t bite the hand…
I aiiin’t got nooooo cigarettes! She turned her last pack upside down to find she had smoked the last one, already. Why didn’t she stop at the last gas station, she couldn’t say. Maybe it was the call that had made her rush her way through. Now she regreted not making the quick stop.…… Continue reading King of the road… – FFFC
Previously posted May 27th 2016. You were standing in the living room. -You are not coming. You stayed still. No twitch, no pouting, not even the beginning of a question as to why I didn’t want you to tag along. To say the truth, I probably would have been disapointed in your lack of…… Continue reading Mountain man… (Part two)
Previously posted April 9th 2016. It’s about 4h21… It’s Tuesday, July 16 1985. You can put that in your notebook. With all the things you wrote down to be sure not to forget, and all the pictures you glued here and there, and all the silly drawings you drew. How many times have I…… Continue reading Mountain man… (Part one)
Almost mountains… Almost. If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
via Daily Prompt: Temporary People come and go… Trees grow leaves that eventually fall and die. Rivers run dry. Flowers fade and food goes bad…. Everything is temporary… Except maybe mountains, and words… Just maybe.
via Daily Prompt: Climbing My Dear, I went hiking the other day. Alone. I followed your footprints, engraved in the rock, followed the path, you had walked so long ago. Looking for traces of your past, left innocently along the road… Remains of the man you were becoming, souvenirs of the boy that is…… Continue reading Climbing…
Cyranny's Cove 