drkottaway posted: " We sail on a jaunt into sherbet skies. The water is gold, the wind is light. The sky changes color and charms our eyes. The light is gold sliding into the night. The boat glides through the water with gentle ease. Light hand on the tiller, our wake l" KO Rural Mad As Hell Blog
We sail on a jaunt into sherbet skies. The water is gold, the wind is light. The sky changes color and charms our eyes. The light is gold sliding into the night. The boat glides through the water with gentle ease. Light hand on the tiller, our wake lights up. We pass peaches and cherries and crackers and brie, pour tea into each other's cups. It's cooling off so we sit very close. Phosphorescent creatures trail behind. Warming each other as we steer the boat. Darkness falls and we don't mind. The sherbet skies call us out to roam But we are ready to come about towards home.
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