Blogging · Fiction · Late night post · poetry · Prose · summer

Walking to you…

  Walking in the morning dew, waiting patiently always, a freshly picked daisy pined in my pulled up hair… Your sun rising on my timid dawn, gracing me with your warming light. And piercing the silence, with a sudden burst of laughter. “Summer, my dear… My silly dear, Summer is over!” Advertisements

Blogging · funny · Me myself and I · Montreal · summer · Thoughts

Hawt III…

  Nope… It hasn’t subsided. 21h45. It is sooo humid, all the wallpaper has fallen off the walls. And we didn’t have any to start with. Wait! Is that the paint that peeled off????? Hoping brain will work again when the heat goes down… Losing hope. If I am not back, tell the police to…… Continue reading Hawt III…

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After Eight Moments…

How brave a ladybug must be! Each drop of rain is big as she. Can you imagine what you’d do, If raindrops fell as big as you? Aileen Fisher     If you want to know what After Eith Moments are about, click here.

Blogging · funny · Jukebox · Me myself and I · music · summer

Cyra’s 1st Danceathon…

Ok… I wish I had thought about this earlier this morning, or this week! Today is the beginning of my much longed for vacation, and I’ll be free from boo-job at 3h15 pm. Meaning out of the building at 3h30. Now, I was just listening to happy music on The Internets, to find which tune…… Continue reading Cyra’s 1st Danceathon…