Now the fog is on the lake and the lines are blurred again. A mist moves with the haunting grace of a ghost across the surface then disappears. The dock is closed to all activity, the swimming area marked by… Read More ›
blue moon
The super, blue, blood moon blues
We got up at 4:30 to watch it, but it was all cloudy. “Discreet music,” I guess. So much for January.