Oarsmen heave nets of mackerel from cast-iron waves; half-booted and silent, they have no need to tell stories, ask dus ...

(Thanks to R.A.D. Stainforth ... with a small contribution from Amy the cat ...) In the space between the crash and pull of this wave,...

R.A.D. Stainforth in his black and white world...and so on... Waves come out of nowhere, swirl before I can steady myse...