Blue sails pearl her dreams. Perhaps, he’d become a seafarer without time for farewell. He’d debark with a sack of treasure on his back, moonstones harvested from night mines, urns of green oil smelling like summer grass, a wooden box of promises kept, a smile on his lovesick face. 40 more words
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Duluth is going to need a bigger bath.
Coming to the shores of Lake Superior this August, joining a number of historic galleons and schooners for the annual Tall Ships festival, is “The World’s Largest Rubber Duck.” 172 more words