It was cold for sailing yesterday, with a high of 48 ℉, but the wind was perfect. It was a steady Force 3 (or maybe Force 4?) breeze, and we knew it would likely be our last chance to sail for the season. We waited until afternoon to catch the warmest part of the day … Continue reading First fire, final sail
We watch the weather in October, ready to jump if there’s a day warm enough and with enough breeze to move our little O’Day Day Sailer. The sailing season will end soon, and our every sail may be the last one for the year. The weather Sunday was glorious: crisp skies, high cirrus clouds, high … Continue reading October sail with cirrus clouds
The wind is still outside. Or it was while I wrote that sentence. I heard only the hum of our neighbor’s condenser unit, the churr of insects, the muffled chuffle of a distant lawn mower. Then I heard a lift of leaves. A rustle. I raised my eyes again and saw oak leaves tickle; the … Continue reading Force 3, gentle breeze
The sky was clear for miles. The sun rose over calm seas, and not a cloud marred the deep blue endlessness above. Off the bow, soft morning light pinked the beach and warmed the green of the palms and the lush tropical mountains that rose out of the ocean. “I think we can make it … Continue reading Squall
On Father’s Day this year, the kids and I didn’t want to give their dad stuff. It was day 101 of the lockdown, and he’d already had a pandemic birthday shuttered up inside. We wanted to give him an experience, to leave the house, to do something together as a family instead of just spending … Continue reading Golden ripples
My husband, our daughter, and I sailed our little day sailer, Egretta, today on a sunny blue-sky day with white puffy clouds and Irish green hillsides. Our daughter was excited to wear a new swim top she bought for the vacation we won’t go on because of the pandemic. We’ve had lots of rain and … Continue reading First Sail of the Season
Butterfly Mind 