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My Grey Love

The world appears in shades of greys to you, And sometimes you even appear in shades of grey, yourself. But to me? You color my whole existence. Your smile lights me up like a thousand candles in the night; The words you write paint murals of richly-toned and textured images, transporting me to somewhere indefinable that exists deep within you. The words you speak… spin stories of truth, woven with fiction, vibrant and dynamic, undulating as I fall into your eyes and absorb every detail, deepening the hue of my own rainbow.

Maine-Girls Five-Oh

How did it all begin? Well, in 1974, in and around Rockland, Maine, a bunch of crusty old folks were making babies. We are those babies, and we alllll turn FIFTY this year. It's astounding. We are still kids... But most of us have kids, some even have grandkids. (some of us might even have goats...who have kids...but I digress, elliptically) Welcome.