Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the...
how nice, Rich! thanks for sharing your adventures! Sounds like you have had a blast!
What a lovely area…
BTW, flies and mosquitoes are ‘pursuers’, acceptable to dispose of.