harbin

      Brittany is the land of many legends and tales, the expression of the megaliths and granite cliffs,  when  magma convexions  turned from on an orange syrup to  the pink and violets rocks where waves come and vanish in  salted vapors.
     Little people didn't wait till the third millenar to communicate  beyond the ligns of the blue horizon and  in each and  every of their caves,  using their ears,  they were up to welcome the joingoists  going beyond the frontiers of the Leprechauns realm in their chauvinist attempt. 
    Long before 'Jackie in the rocking chair' become a reknown author, stones were bearing, Korrigans danced at night and mermaids charmed sailors with their songs and long hairs. 
    So, let's have the barrels full of beer and rum be emptied, once delivered by the allmighty ocean.