Thursday morning I awoke to orange sunrise and lay awake while the sky lightened and the breeze caressed my skin. Breakfast was scrambled eggs (with reconstituted mushrooms, chopped onions, Swiss cheese, and chopped whelks (they look like moon snails: USVI whelks....). An outdoor shower with unheated water felt chilly and wonderful....
morning I woke under heavy, warm blankets in a big, soft bed in a
heated house on Cape Cod, crunchy snow on the ground, the mercury headed
for single digits in the next day. Ice is building up on the shore of
the Mill Pond.
upon layer of clothing definitely makes sense..... a big change from
“OK, if I AM going to wear a shirt at least I can soak it in water
I loved the last week on St John, catching my first
jacks and foraging for whelks with Cynthia, experimenting with all sorts
of food combinations I have not previously tried.... and look forward
to her next visit. We even discovered that, while the germ of a coconut
is tasty, a coconut sprout is inedible, even if only 1” long.
what next? Good question. I'll be spending a couple weeks up here on
Cape Cod, then back to the islands with a whole renewed appreciation of
the warmth and softness of the air, the delight of sailing comfortably
year-round, the laid-back lifestyle. I expect to be up here more often,
too, despite the cold... you see, there's this gal...