Memories of Harvey

Let me start this now and end it later, after sufficient wind and wine and philosophizing afloat on the harbour aboard the old lady.  

There are certain days that require a taking stock, assessments of the past and/or future, made quaint yet consequential by the inevitable retesting of assumptions.  The consistency of attitude and themes always remains.

UPDATE #1 - (Before)  oh this breeze, this view, this life.  New chapters, a form of settlement that came honestly, freely chosen, with the right lover.  Pure and instinctive and uplifting, toughened and eager for adventures to come.  Next week an eventful one, the last of the tapes, I know feel sure.  The start of something else?  Time, will show..  For now, soak in the relaxation and remember the origins of this day.  

UPDATE #2 - (6th)  7 hrs of sleep, after the SkipTheDishes theft, absolute timing for a theft, and dream finish after Wallbangers render you almost comatose.  The wind was a revelation, past H11 and back afloat, tilting at Slocum windows on a micro dose with bubbly and the HFX pickup plan.  Alone on the harbour, as good nights always seem to be.  Soft, slight, magic, pure.  Extra pickles, haha. The world has a way of chipping in with its surprises.  What shall next year hold?  Wait and see, my love.