To climb above the haze of thought into clear understanding, to navigate a true course, to take the highest road, to air out my soul, to breathe freely, to soar. This is my essay. all rights reserved by wingman
My friend, Dr. Bill, let us use his boat for the day.
Stacey had to jump in to cool off.
Lunch always tastes better when you arrive by boat.
Another visit to the spot where we got married. Stacey was with us for that too.
Took a little tour of the harbor and saw the shrimp boats.
And for dinner. . .
posted by wingman at 6:43 PM
I like anything that flies and most other things that move or move me in three dimensions. I like sports that involve the burning of fossil fuels. I don't like sports that involve balls. I enjoy beauty and make attempts to create some. I am deeply moved by subtlety and symbol. But I also like being a tough, outdoors guy. I adore women but don't understand them. I don't throw stuff away, I fix it. I admire simple and strong design but am often seduced by the complex. I'm a renaissance man wanna-be.
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