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 kind people.… Continue reading
One more time.. Should I stay or should I go? Should we create a fire, we cannot put out.I whispered sweet baby, just one more time. Just one more kiss and just one… Continue reading
The sea and the chess game.. Old Poet set-up the chess game and I opened the bottle of tequila.The old man had few friends. People see an old man with no-place to go.They… Continue reading