Tag: Sky
After Eight Moments…
. “Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky.” – Kahlil Gibran . . . If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; View of an old tree, from the bottom looking up to the bluest sky.
After Eight Moments…
. Is it wrong to feel A little happy knowing Winter is dying? . . . If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Beautiful sky, captured during a short walk in my neighbourhood today.
After Eight Moments…
. Mother Nature’s creativity Is beyond me… How she manages To paint the sky So many different pastel shades Every coming sunset Truly is one of Life’s wonders… Never twice the same, Yet never close to disappointing. . . . If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for…… Continue reading After Eight Moments…
On a marble…
. How can it be Such a big world, When Looking up and Staring At a cloud passing by… I realize That wherever You are, My skies are Your skies and We share the same sun? You and me, Love, Really live on a marble…
Living room traveling…
I love to travel. But since I can’t, right now, and don’t believe I’ll get a chance to do it anytime soon, I try to look at my immediate surroundings with a new eye. It is not as rewarding as a tour all around Denmark, or an awesome Aussie journey, but every now and then,…… Continue reading Living room traveling…
Early sunset…
This is the view from my home office/bedroom around 4h30 PM these days… After setting the time back an hour, the sunsets are happening earlier and earlier every day. At least, when they are as beautiful as this one, they (almost) make me forget that we still have to wait until December 21rst before the…… Continue reading Early sunset…
Fly…
Great wide wings spread out, Ready to fly far away… Reaching for the sky.
After Eight Moments…
Gods argue loudly, Over our worried heads Glorious angry skies. If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; View of my street, with very (v-e-r-y) dark clouds, just before a storm. (I didn’t use any filter for the picture)
It is kind of sad…
Montréal’s sky used to be filled with airplanes passing by, from early mornings to late evenings… I always enjoyed watching them fly above my head. I tried to guess where they were coming from or where they were headed to. Often, I wished I could magically hop in and tag along, no matter the…… Continue reading It is kind of sad…
Cyranny's Cove 