“hark, now hear the sailors cry,
smell the sea, and feel the sky
let your soul & spirit fly, into the mystic...”
Van Morrison
smell the sea, and feel the sky
let your soul & spirit fly, into the mystic...”
Van Morrison
There are visions of summers along the St. Lawrence River. Summer days in my studio in New York. That sounds so nice to me.
The property has a garage with a large loft, that looks like a perfect space for a studio. Hoping for good news on the inspection. But as Ricky Scaggs sings, “I can't control the wind but I can adjust the sail.”
So we wait
And these little ceramic girls have sails they never need to adjust.
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