Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

treading dark waters
she came, threw the lifesaver
feet dry, all is well

Fair Winds and Following Seas As the wind increases Our ships’ sails begin to fill And we make ready to leave This beautiful, enchanted harbor. Our wakes diverge as our courses alter Toward our various destinations Hopeful islands in this stormy sea. Hopefully, we’ll meet again Under Orion’s light ...

Good morning, all, and especially to my friends and fellow survivors from Arcanum Café: judih, sasha, doreen, mnaz. (Did I see winddance in here? Hope so!) It's been a few days since the curtain came down on AC, but it seems like forever. Thanks, judih, for pulling me out of the quicksand. OK, a lit...