Old Guys

Good Flannel and Instigation

His eyes sparkled the clearest blue, like the first ray of daylight on a cold Superior wave.  He gave only the slightest nod toward the man with the booming voice beside him. His lips spread into a grin. He shook his head. His eyes never left me. I scribbled furiously -- medium blue bic round,… Continue reading Good Flannel and Instigation