photo : Ottawa River. This ghostly vision spontaneously inspired a(n almost) rhymed poem in French (not so much in English though) :
We found our ghosts/
where we had placed them/
in the river of our dreams/
where they fell asleep/
listening our lies/
but the music was nice/.
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Looking good. Going to the French now, to study the rhyme
Fabulous! ✨