a summer garden in afternoon sun
a friend's pond at night
chasing the thrush but close to port
romantic landscape with a house and trees
imaginary homeland
night sailing near the coast, passing clouds and moonlight
a song of ancient desire
sailing to visit a venetian dressmaker
leaning toward home
night sailing
that place, hard to forget
dreams of the lands i never saw, but sometimes did
listening to the stories of seafaring men
our evening in a late summer garden
early morning, and still very back lit
late day sun
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