
Trees croaking, to one another,
cracking – creaking in the whispering tide.
trails in the morning mist.
The "Frantic Antic" is my site, my sandbox, my house of cards and letters, my succinctly serious play... Rick Silletti
3 September 07

Trees croaking, to one another,
cracking – creaking in the whispering tide.
trails in the morning mist.