Solace in a bottle

The King Neptune Bar, the Island Hotel, Cedar Key, Florida.

...I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will sing to me.

I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.

We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown. -- Prufrock

One thing I have learned, in having this site, is that I am a character dancing on my own string, reality is prosaic, mundane, and humdrum, so consequently what shows up here is a very imperfect and rather fictional -- but hopefully more interesting -- reflection of my small experiences in the world.

More Florida photos (sunrises, Pelicans, shacks, and other photographic clich├ęs) here in my Facebook account.

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