Didn’t go to extreme details due to boredom, Still in editing mode.

Plesiosaurs. One was supposedly found a few years back (1978 or so). Who’s to say that there isn’t a colony of them hidden in the ocean? Who’s to say that they won’t rise up and start a killing spree all across the ocean?

An adventure in mid-Atlantic.

In this last section, I describe going out to a second island ten miles off the coast, Monhegan Island.

The struggles of stay at home moms returning to work.

This is a poem about the cycle of life, told in the most imaginative way as possible.

This is a poem about a visit to the beach when suddenly a disaster occurs! Read and enjoy!

I don’t know where I’d be without the Atlantic Ocean, surfing, and sailing.

Crystal blue…

Another adventure, this time for you to guess the destination.