And partial explanation for my lack of posts of late.
I am imagining Virginia Woolf went to the Adirondacks. Stream of consciousness recall of summer. I can feel this place. Beautiful closing lines.
Lovely piece, Arnie.
Thank you!
I am imagining Virginia Woolf went to the Adirondacks. Stream of consciousness recall of summer. I can feel this place. Beautiful closing lines.
Lovely piece, Arnie.
Thank you!