Good Morning.
First light from Nantucket Sound.
“At this point I probably need to go for good”.
Remember that?
Future proves past…..right?
Before that it was….
“You have more than you know”
“You have it all”
Circle jerk now? Time will tell.
Strange morning or is it me?
Reminds me of the end scene of Close Encounters of the Third Kind when all the little aliens were walking around in the brite glare just kinda bumping into each other.
Odd sensations emanating from here lately.
I’d love to know where the old-timers are.
Lurking? Maybe, maybe not.
Feel it?
Hoping….
When Sea levels were hundreds of feet lower than today and all the “great banks” along edges of the Continental Shelves that were then dry land but now are incredibly rich areas for (among things) the catching of fish must have had some of the mightiest waterfalls man ever gazed upon.
Follow the Husdon River Valley to the edge of the Shelf on Google Earth.
Imagine how that roared with all the meltwater pouring off the retreating glaciers.
Lets look at something sweet.
Sorry Ladyanons, you’ll need to post your own ideas of sweet.
Think all this baker BS is organic?
Anything to distract, anything.
Is not having pubic hair on your head white privaledge?