Life in Kana-text (er… CONtext)
Last weekend we drove one last time to our boat, to finish cleaning it out. My mom and I had gotten the bulk of things moved out, a couple months back. She and I were there for a "girls' weekend" when I arrived at the realization that we should probably sell it---an epiphany that had … Continue reading In Which We Don’t Sail Into the Sunset
For all my angst-ing ahead of time ("On the Subject of Being the Subject"), I very much enjoyed my conversation with Josh Pantalleresco of "Just Joshing". Although it occurs to me that I did rather deflect from being-the-subject by asking him questions... You would too, I think---he's literally walking and hitching across continents (Canada, then … Continue reading Podcast Debrief
Baby green sea turtles hatch on the beaches of Baja California on the Sea of Cortez, hump their way toward the water, and vanish in the surf. They vanish for five years, before they return to those beaches to lay their own eggs. In his achingly lyrical Telling Our Way to the Sea, Aaron Hirsch … Continue reading The Turtle-Shell Autobiography
One of my favorite coffee mugs was a gift from my sister, covered all over with "famous first lines" of novels. I have a degree in English literature, and I still had to look a few of them up---I guess they can't all be "Call me Ishmael." But I do think there's one first line … Continue reading On Hobbits & Hobbit-Holes
The summer I was 17, my uncle took my younger sister and me for a live-aboard week sailing around Lake Michigan. It was the beginning of my love-affair. I was already on a course toward Marine Biology studies, didn't yet have "my" lighthouse tattooed on my arm, but was on that course too, captivated by … Continue reading What Dreams are Shaped Like
I've been obsessed with the ocean since before my teens, but it was my Uncle Dick who "infected" me with the love of sailing. I took the official ASA courses later on in adulthood, but it was my uncle & aunt ("Captain Grunk" & "First Mate Cookie," as they have ever-after been known to us) … Continue reading “This is What We Do.”
Our boat is in her slip at Tacoma, motorsailed there last week from Seattle by our boat-broker, Lee, with "a couple he knows from O-Dock" (I love the community-ness of docks-and-boaters). Lee took this photo of Seattle's skyline from our boat.. This is the busiest, craziest, hardest month for us to get away from the … Continue reading The Ship’s Cat Wants a Ship’s Goose
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