Across the street the warehouse windows now covered with brick were once the centre of attention …
This is the place where I’d sit and play the Moonlight Sonata
Thursday morning. The room inhabited by two cats only …
At the little cabin near the lake of long ago …
You will find it’s an organised mess at the Cosy Coast trailer park …
Looking outside upon my rainforest garden, exotic scents flow into the room …
I want to hold on to you, black velvet rust scented memories …
We are home! Safe and sound…
