So I have a solid offer for the boat. It will be happening fast. By November! I sit here with mixed feelings trying to sort it all out. I will move on to a new old life. A old dream for lack of any other term. I'll live on back in Ohio. It is the dream before-the-boat dream. I have much work to do, I'll be catching up with old, postponed dreams. I just spent time at home. I did the mundane. I planted rhubarb. I cleaned the garage. I fixed the plumbing. Still dreams, looking forward, pursuit of the next rainbow, rhubarb pie, winding clocks. Sailing is just traveling to the next mundane, Maybe it's the human condition. I got stuff to do and the boat got in the way. It was me letting it go.
So everyone wave to Albert, the new owner. Will he blog? I dunno. I'll let him decide.
So everyone wave to Albert, the new owner. Will he blog? I dunno. I'll let him decide.
The Music: Loudon Wainright "Road Ode"
The glamor.......................
The Music: Stan Rogers "Northwest Passage"
At the end of the quest, there's the road home. It was what we were looking for, only we didn't know it.
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