[Another draft discovered in the backlog, from 14 September 2019]
A long time ago in a galaxy far different from ours today (a year and a half ago-ish) I managed to track down a small trove of birth certificates online, which I promptly sent to myself. And which I just received today ‘cuz, well, I am cleaning out my inboxes. Continue reading “Forgotten research”
After weeks of false starts, there is a chance for me to get over to the island and splash the boat. But the insurance company is not open on the stat holiday, so I cannot get the license required to pull the trailer on the road. Continue reading “Augh!”
The single most-important upgrade we identified for our last boat was a #dodger. When beating to windward it gives you a spot out of the wind and spray. Motoring through a windless, rainy day keeps the rain out of the cabin while letting fresh air below. On a chill, damp morning you can slide open the companionway hatch without fear, and stand there sipping the morning caffeine, enjoying the silence. Continue reading “Boat canvas”
Every morning, after feeding the little bastards, I make sure the litter pan is scooped. For the past month+ this has usually involved at least a half-hearted attempt to get the auto-scooping pan to work again.
I have spent nearly the entire day trying to warm up to where I was under the blankets this morning. Socks, slippers, tee shirt under button down… the only reason I am not wearing long johns is both of them are in the wash at the moment. I was working in the bedroom with a blanket on my lap and a stocking cap on my head most of the afternoon.
I am ready for more spring than we have gotten so far.