It's very different from other coffeehouses. It's sort of an open mike for nature lovers.

The fun part is that children participate. It's been a delight.

We didn't know what to expect the first time.

I pace the shallow sea, walking the time between, reflecting on the type of fossil I’d like to be. I guess I’d like my bones to be replaced by some vivid chert, a red ulna or radius, or maybe preserved as the track of some lug-soled creature locked in the sandstone- how did it walk, what did it eat, and did it love sunshine?

We sit cuddled together in the last warmth of summer, dreaming of narwhals, as mermaids sing far out at sea.

The love story for me was the nature of the love and not the age of the lovers.