Left lying on a bench in Brussels. What happened here?

What Happened Here?

This poem is inspired by the photo, taken in Brussels a couple of weeks ago. The rose, laying so purposefully, between two tubes of cardboard, made me wonder what happened the night before. Did two lovers just graduate from university and part ways, leaving this legacy behind? Or did young love blossom and they hastily…

by René Magritte

Free Art in Brussels

I am not much of a museum person, I prefer to wander the streets taking photographs and finding the free art that every city has to offer. My recent visit to Brussels was no exception, although on my last day the weather was so awful I did hide in a movie theatre for the afternoon…

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Pah! Carry-on Luggage

I am in Brussels as a reward to myself for finishing NaNo. Me and my new carry on bag are ready for it although I am normally longhaul girl and it is not often I pack so light. I was excited about zipping in and out of airports appearing to be a person who knows…

Be free! Be Summer Again!

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  His life was like a series of disconnected movies with plot slices randomly flashing through his brain. He could never remember the full plot, just the essence of a character, a blip of a scene, and then that  scene would remind him of another, and he would dart off down an endless pit of…