Learning To Love: Walking With My Muse

There are boats here that look like they’ve been moored for years, an aged rugged charm that compliments the calm stillness of the water. The rafts clank and smack together with a sensational sound that reminds me I’m home. Then there is the juxtaposition of life as the gangways creak with footsteps of children carryingContinue reading “Learning To Love: Walking With My Muse”