Nice night for a sail.

Although,  I don’t think it was a good night to own a variety store.

See,  I had left my water on the boat last week (thunderstorm,  remember?)  and so I needed a new bottle,  and thought I’d stop at “Ted’s Variety”  on the way.  Of course,  “Ted” hasn’t been the one behind the till there for a long time (either retired or dead,  not sure) and I’m pretty sure the present owners are Korean, not that it matters. 

Well,  there had been a little mishap earlier today,  when someone behind the wheel of a car mixed up their pedals.  Or something.

Lost their mind?

Take a look.

I *think* they might need a structural engineer at some point. There’ll need to be some serious shoring up to do.

Just my humble opinion.

 

But hey,  it was brisk on the water.  And we didn’t have enough bodies to fly spinnaker,  which meant we basically sucked.

There was some threatening weather,  but it went around us.

 

I think that’s about all I got.

We’re off to a cottage tomorrow in Wasaga,  where there is no connectivity, so we’ll be off the grid. 

I’m OK with that.

Maybe I’ll finally finish that 1000 page biography of Charles Dickens that I’ve been trying to get through for the last several months.

 

Oh,  and it’s our Anniversary.  25 years. 

We had pizza.

Isn’t that what you get for 25 years? 

I thought so.

 

Keep it between the ditches.

Thanks for stopping by.

 

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