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After Eight Moments…

. One on one meeting With a glorious sunset… A bouquet of light.   . . . If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Wide angled shot of the sunset through some of the last leaf-baring trees of our neighbourhood.

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It’s hard…

. As the waves crashAgainst the rocks,Pearls of mistGently kiss my ankles…I spread my arms,Featherless wings.Before the oceanI feel so tiny…The salty invitationTickles my tongue.Goosebumps coverMy skinAm I ready?Am I really ready?Yet again I wonderYet again I hesitate,BecauseSometimes it’s hardTo know the differenceBetweenWilling to die,And wanting toLive. . Meek attempt at Fandango new Story Starter Challenge.…… Continue reading It’s hard…

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T like Treasure…

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…

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S like Sunset…

I love light.  Natural light, that is. There are moments of the day, when weather is clement, that grant us with a warmth that gives the simplest scenery the greatest look. When the sunrays are that flattering, I can spend the longest time staring and waiting for a good picture. Sunsets and sunrises are priceless…… Continue reading S like Sunset…

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Unexpected visitor… – FFFC

  The smell of the freshly brewed coffee filled the room, as Roger walked about, preparing a lavish breakfast in the kitchen. The sun had just peeked over the horizon, and Roger still couldn’t understand how he had lived his whole life hoping he could stay in bed later, until his retirement day. Now, he…… Continue reading Unexpected visitor… – FFFC

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Blue hour… – FFFC

  She loved this time of day. These precious minutes when the sun wasn’t quite gone and the moon not quite risen… Probably hoping to meet in this sweet dimmed in-between. She sat on the porch of her little home, silent, open hearted and wide eyed. Suddenly, she could feel the warmth of the past…… Continue reading Blue hour… – FFFC