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
When I clean my fountain pens, my favorite part is when I first dip the nib in a bowl of clean water. As soon as the tip of the ink-drenched metal touches the water’s surface, swirls of color enter the pool. The coils of ink remain distinct from the clear water for long enough to … Continue reading Currents coil
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
Blue water. The deepest seas. Where there’s no white sand below to make the water aquamarine, or sea grass to turn it green, no marsh mud and nutrients to make it murky brown. Blue water is the desert of the ocean: too far from land, and too deep, for sediment or nutrients. It is the … Continue reading Blue water
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