Wednesday, October 23, 2013

Minnetonka Nocturne

Minnetonka  nocturne The edge of the steps leading down to the deck were cold and wet. I could barely make out the irregular planks in the moonlight. It had been a steady drizzle in the early hours and now the full moon was out. I made my way cautiously, fearful that a slip could send me into the chilly waters fully clothed.


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