Port Austin, Michigan

Port Austin   Port Austin, in the thumb of Michigan. Touched by Lake Huron.   A gathering for the people who love the lakes and the privacy of the small city and the… Continue reading →

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On the road

Highway 80, never ending, the long ride to California, maybe escaping? what we leave behind, love begone, love cast out? Are we running to? Or away?   ————————————————————————— She asked me, were you… Continue reading →

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The dance of the flowers

The dance of the flowers.   My dear and sweet love, please come walk with me. My love, please dance with me in the field of the wildflowers. Today the earth is alive… Continue reading →

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Nothing remains the same

Now nothing remains the same   Your name came to me late in the midnight hour, brought back the canvas of your perfect body, kind smile and your beautiful face. Your name, Fabiola.… Continue reading →

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