The rain flickered against the window pane. She lay naked in bed. How long had she been there? She had no idea. She rarely peeked at the clock, except on Thursdays, when her weekly groceries were to be delivered, and on Saturday mornings, of course. She didn’t need to count or keep track of…… Continue reading The hermit – part 4
Honey! We’re baaaaaaaaaaack! If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Close up on a snail, posing on the wet sidewalk…
It was rainy today… And rainy days rhyme with snail tales… Just felt like singing… “On the road again…” If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
Strike the pose, Mister! If you’d like to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
Cyranny's Cove 