Bonsoir en cette fin de journée! 

So the books (revised edition and first time translation of The flowers floating in your bloodstream in French) are being printed as I mentionned a couple of days ago and now I must play the waiting game. 

I will give you here a tentative look at what the inside is like by offering on today's blog entry the opening poem of The flowers or in French of Les fleurs dans tes veines.

Opening poem of Les fleurs dans tes veines (2019)

*picture of the barred owl on the West coast by BG