I must go down to the beach again October 16, 2015October 16, 2015 wally metts3 Comments Solitude is something we all need, and the beach is a place I find it. Except this trip I didn’t.
it’s about space April 27, 2015April 27, 2015 wally metts2 Comments I am my mother’s child. She liked windows and mirrors—just the illusion of space, as we didn’t often have big houses. I also share her claustrophobia; my favorite part of spring is the open windows.