winter harbor

Some really fine words and photographs from Barry, just a wonderful story about crossing over, leaving every day life behind and just getting away.  An island with vague directions, a harbor and an old farm house.  Sailing in a soft breeze as the evening approaches.  A painter's supplies, fresh baked apple pie.

Perfect reading for a fall evening.  I've enjoyed the first piece and will look forward to more.  Thanks, Barry.  I'm very envious.