Tomorrow at 1:30ish I fly out of St Thomas and head due north,
although there is a bit of a jog to land in NYC. I made my last sail
this morning, pulled off my sails, pulled up my chain and found it worn
(should have done this before!). I spent a couple hours using heavy
chain making
sure the mooring is fairly solid for the high winds that occur this time
of
year. I believe my mooring is an old engine block with a ring welded or
bolted to it, but it is mostly buried and hard to see. Will cross
fingers.....and, perhaps, when I return I will put in a much better
mooring using chain and anchors.
Mixed feelings: eager to see friends and family on Cape Cod
and to enjoy the wonderful foraging there, but not at all happy about
leaving my tiny house, my sailing home. Well, life is a game of choices
and we can either enjoy the upsides of the choices we make or fret about
what we do not choose, but still want. Heck, one COULD enjoy looking
at all the wonderful things one could have with each of the different
choices and relish the wealth of opportunity...
In a favorite Pratchett book the main character's little brother
screams inconsolably if there are too many sweets as he knows he can
never encompass them all. I would prefer to think I am not like that..
So, what do I appreciate? Wonderful wind,
opportunities to sail,
sargassum seaweed,
and random beauty like the
pattern of lentils, peas, and rice in my pan. I measured these into a
cup, then upended it into the pan, then did a double-take and reached for my camera...
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