Life is a voyage

Sometimes I am a serious fellow. But occasionally . . . . . .

After days, weeks, months of hard wo.rk, it is mighty restorative to get into a boat and sail, with the soft whisper of the water flowing under the hull, the tiller responsive to your touch, and none of the disturbances of the office or the workplace.

In the voyage of my life boats have taken me from Maine to Florida, from Florida to the Bahamas, from the Bahamas to the Virgin Islands, time and time again, back and forth.