you should really come and visit. Often when I want to a moment to – breathe – in Second Life – without the frenzy , the woot-hoot, and occasional idiocy of crowded encounters – this is where I come.
That’s when I make my way to Muse Isle Northwest – if I don’t pause for a spell at the swans on the pond – or stroll around the water’s edge, I will pop into the Mill and snuggle into one of its nooks. The music is the best in blues you’ll find – even when it isn’t live.
