Lake Michigan
Here is my haven. Minus a few dead fishies and perhaps a tad brighter and bluer than reality and be glad it’s not scratch-and-sniff…but it’s mine. And I miss it. So does my pasty white skin.
Tobin and Erin
from our hearts to yours, a thousand miles away
Maybe you should have taken up art instead. Quite the talent!
Yep – nice birds.