It was a stormy, windy night when the island’s power had gone out yet again. I was wondering about the trees and who the hell is flying that prop plane that’s slowly cruising over, as the big, bright ferry remains parked at the terminal across the narrows.
Tag: memories
I recall several memorable moments in my life that revolved around music. It’s fascinating the random memories that may emerge in relation to what’s on one’s mind at any given time.