…32 friends 2017: As darkness took the light away on this evening as we dined on the bluff of Lake Huron: sprinkles invited themselves to our table and soon later the sprinkles invited pouring rain. We all just sat there…32 of us…engaged in the evening…carrying on our vital conversations as the moisture turned our dry attractive bodies into unidentified human noodles. No one seemed to care. No one seemed to be bothered with their new unidentifiable uniqueness. We danced away the night embracing the moisture in the air. We needed rain….we all knew how badly we needed rain, so we kissed and embraced its arrival….32 friends.
Lake Huron N.A. 2017