Muette comme la mouette

Hier soir, j’étais une mouette. Elle s’est installée dans le sable. Bien enfournée mais la tête dehors vers l’horizon. Un oeil ouvert, Moitié fermé. Surveillance totale. pour quel? Aucune idée mais que pour l’horizon.

The Weird and Wonderous “Seaweed”

The sea sometimes lives above water. As we live in a world where climate change IS real, what does it take for us to realize that maybe the Earth also listens to karma: what comes around goes around. The sea takes back what’s hers. Talk about #ClimateChange for example. Weird things going on, right? These…