Morning on the Lake

by on September 26, 2018 at 12:01 am
Posted In: Diaries

I grew up on the water. Seeing it. Feeling it. Smelling it. Tasting it. Hearing it. The wind on the water is the sound of my childhood. Waves lapping against the shore is the sound I grew up to. It[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…

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