Hiatus

Wild Haggis floats a bit lonely in her slip. Thank goodness it has been a milder winter (so far) than last year's. I miss being surrounded by water. I miss the dolphins, the cry of the gulls, the explosions of color in sunsets. I miss the clanging of wayward halyards, the sway and slap of sea waves and the creak of docklines strained by nor'easters. I miss the raw and elemental exposure of sipping tea in the cockpit or walking a long dock to and from the shore. Living on the boat was always living as much in nature as surrounded by it.

Thank you for your support. Fair winds.