Vintage Notes…
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Tag: Stars
Roadtrip under the stars…
Reaching over her knees, he shifted from one radio station to the other, looking for a familiar tune… She was asleep now, long gone to dreamland, and he didn’t want to wake her up. Driving home, his thoughts wandered on a road of their own. He enjoyed it when they drove out of town,…… Continue reading Roadtrip under the stars…
After Eight Moments…
Fresh snow is like the skies, laid at our feet… With its million of stars, Mother Nature’s appology! If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
The Bright Eye of the Hound…
The road at night, dark and lonely the mists rising like embers sending their own mists upwards, and you and I sitting, and watching the fire die down, as the heavens lit up with lights and tales to tell, of the Hunter and his Hound, and I wove my stories, as our thoughts entwined,…… Continue reading The Bright Eye of the Hound…
If you came to Montréal… (6)
Yesterday, my traveling feet received some unexpected visit… We were up for a girls’ day out downtown, and although we don’t need to have a good reason to spend time together, it called for a celebration. First of all, it was my very very best friend’s 38th birthday last Friday. That alone was…… Continue reading If you came to Montréal… (6)
(Very) early post…
I might as well have written this one in my sleep… I have been working where I work for almost 7 years, and still haven’t come to an understanding of why it is necessary to be available to retailers at 5 O’clock in the morning. Being available at 5, meaning leaving home at 4h45 (yeah,…… Continue reading (Very) early post…
Cyranny's Cove 