By: Finlay Mature professional gentleman; 5’10”, grey hair, blue eyes. Has cucumber seeds, will travel.
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An extract from the diary of my late Aunt Gertrude
By: Finlay Today has been one of those days when one is so happy, one feels one’s heart could explode. I left the cottage early, soon after sun rise, and walked along the river heading upstream. Winter’s snow still cloaked the tops of the hills, alpine white in the sunlight. In the valley all…
Harvest Moon
By: Finlay This tale is a retelling of an untitled poem from Heinrich Heine’s Buch der Lieder (1827), also set to music by Franz Schubert as Der Doppelgänger. Harvest Moon (Part I of III) The hour is somewhat after 3 o’clock. Tonight I could not sleep. As usual at this season my mind is filled with that disagreeable mix of wanderlust and…