Kacy, you are a very brave woman with a beautiful soul and a delight in and an eye for all the treasures around us, and a unique poetic gift in your ability to share it all with us, in all its nuances. I saw the painting of you on the beach, and would love to hang it on my wall.
My kind of poetry, Kacy, I might have written it myself. In my opinion, poetic expression does not get better than this, it just doesn't. There is a tragedy in a place like PIP, however. We will discover kindred souls here that we will never get to meet in the flesh. I am sorry for that.
Bless you for gracing these pages with your fine work.
Member Rara Avis
So. El Monte, California
Thanks, Jo. The sails really do sing in the wind, and each time, it's a unique sound, at least to these ears. The wind also whistles and hums through beach grasses and around the rocks and driftwood. ~sigh~ Those are the sounds I hear in my dreams.