More weatherly discourse

Just another perfect day on the water

   The sun is shining so brightly, the water sparkles and shimmers as if  a million stars are twinkling beneath the sea, or billions of diamonds are surfacing to catch the mid day sun... or a couple of mischievous mermaids are flickering lights on and off down in Davy Jones' locker.  At night, the air is a bit cooler, so a sweater is necessary for me... but during the day, well, the days are perfect.  Warm and sunny with that refreshing breeze it seems you can only get living on the coast (it's just a different kind of breeze, is all I'm saying).  A breeze salty, yet so sweet at the same time, because the sheer knowledge and blessing of it's very existence feels all the more precious.  I cannot believe I ever lived my life away from the sea, this lifestyle completes me.  I love feeling the sea breeze play with my hair, twirl my skirt around my legs, and cool the sun's heat from my skin.

   But how quickly the lightest coastal breeze can give way, becoming gale force winds. And yes, another storm is brewing and traveling up the coast.  It is not gale force winds coming our way, but a storm system nonetheless.  Just enough inclimate weather to hold us at bay a bit longer.  We don't mind traveling in some weather, but we are trying to be as safe as possible.  No need to rush, we have all the time we want to allow ourselves.  Seeing as we have no definite guideline or timeline to follow, lingering in Chucktown to wait for our next window for departure is a-okay by me!  Our next planned day of departure sits at tomorrow or the next day.

That's our girl! Pretty Miss Betty (don't mind the mast, that belongs
to the sailboat on Miss B's other side).