Ivy tapping on my window, wine and candle glow, Skies that promise snow have gathered overhead. Buttered toast and creamy coffee, table laid for two, Lovely having you to share a smile with me. And...
It's Winter-fall Red skies are gleaming, oh Sea-gulls are flyin' over Swans are floatin' by Smoking chimney-tops Am I dreaming Am I dreaming? The nights draw in There's a silky moon up in the sky,...
Senior ski trip is a Capeside rite of passage absolutely guaranteed to be chock-full of the cruel and unusual. Knowing our class, l highly doubt it. When l went, somebody got pregnant, somebody got...