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After Eight Moments…

Life is only a reflection of what we allow ourself to see…  Trudy Symeonakis Vesotsky     If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.

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That tingly feeling…

  Oh, that feeling… You know it, right? The butterflies in the stomach feeling most of us long for. *sigh* That’s priceless. I like the image of common sense leaving you when you are in the presence of that special someone. I can’t say I have the most effective common sense to begin with, but…… Continue reading That tingly feeling…

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After Eight Moments…

Okie, okie… it is a little before eight today, but I couldn’t wait to post these little beauties that bloomed for the first time this morning! I just love their sharp-edged look, as if Mother Nature had done some Origami during the night! Just living is not enough… One must have sunshine, freedom, and a…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…

After Eight Moment · Blogging · Montreal · nature · Thoughts

After Eight Moments…

“One day,” you said to me,  I saw the sunset forty-four times!” And a little later, you added: “You know… One loves the sunset, when one is so sad…” “Were you so sad, then?” I asked, “on the day of the fourty-four sunsets?” But the little prince made no reply. -Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince     If…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…

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Tongue twister…

  I wouldn’t say I am disappointed, Word Porn…. But this is an easy one! Knowing how connected people are in 2017, this will speak to pretty much any and everybody… But it is hard to say quickly 3 times in a row..!  

After Eight Moment · Blogging · Montreal · Thoughts

After Eight Moments…

“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, Le petit prince    …… Continue reading After Eight Moments…