“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…
Better late than never… Life finds a way… If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
Ok, I admit… Slightly staged. If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
Yours truly, at the tallest she’ll ever be…
Butterfly dreams, over a warm June sunset… If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
Montréal skies… But my sun’s your sun! If you wonder what After Eight Moments are about… click here.
7h30 this morning (I’m rounding up… it might have been 7h33 or 7h26… ) I was awake since 4 in the morning, so I had quite a headstart over the big fireball. I suddenly realized that I was up before the sun and would go back home after it would have set. Call me…… Continue reading Not fair!
Sometimes, It was just about the sunset. How the light danced on your nose And the shadows stretched on you cheeks. I was jealous. Envious of the dusk Of the last rays of the day Of the darkness crawling on your skin And I would wait, Patiently, To begrudge the next dawn’s…… Continue reading Envy…
No… Don’t blame my French roots today. As I was still shaking the last remaining bits of dreams off my mind, I received this picture of the sun’s last shining on the other side of the ocean… I could lose myself in a long description, but I just think the rainbow of colors through…… Continue reading My morning sunset…
-You should put on some sunscreen… She was turning her back to me. Sitting on the end of the dock, he feet were swaying back and forth in the air between the wooden platform and the water. Her pink tank top offered her palish skin to the sun, making me somehow jealous. -You shoud…… Continue reading The pier…
Cyranny's Cove 