She stood, silent and still, under the large black umbrella. The rain dripped around her feet, slowly forming small pools around her somewhat dry island. The sound of the rain drops on the dark fabric lulled her. She rocked slightly to the left, and to the right, following the soft fresh breeze… How long…… Continue reading Big black umbrella…
Let the rain kiss you, Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby… Langston Hughes If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
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Gone summer… For two days now, Autumn has settled in Montréal. The trees had dressed in different shades of yellows, oranges and reds a while ago, but it didn’t really count yet, since it was still very warm all day, and the sun was almost always out there shining high and bright. Gone the…… Continue reading Definately Autumn…
Cyranny's Cove 