...we've been sailing on the boat C. recently restored. I think he's kind of a genius, personally, having never worked on a boat, but being able to turn a cheap little vessel into a beauty. Of which I, of course, forgot to take a picture.
I might be biased, but he's definitely got me convinced. Sailing is fun. Sailing is exciting. Sailing is going to be yet another Moomin-thing in our lives...
It was our second wedding anniversary on Tuesday, so we took the boat out for a spin, although the weather was so nice we could only sail a quarter of the way.
Mt. Baker was out among her cohorts. C. tried his best to teach me sailing skills. I think I did pretty good in circumnavigating logs and bringing a wonderful picnic lunch. That, in my opinion, is the captain's wife's duty, but he seems to think I should be first mate too.
We saw many seals, bobbing out of the water and then, just as fast, disappearing in great, glittery arcs. They seem curious of you when you're sailing, but vanish fast when the engine is on. On the way home a vertical rainbow pointed at our cove, and four seals trailed us home.
A beautiful day.
When not sailing, we've been mushrooming, having dinner with friends and working in the garden.
The other night we had this yummy yellow coral mushroom.
As per usual I've been dressing like a dirty hobo on acid. The last night we were about ready to dash off to dinner, when C. pointed out that the dirt on my shirt was making a cat-shape. Or rather the clean-area, surrounded by the dirt. You can't tell though, can you? I also haven't washed my hair (other than bangs) for three weeks now. I have post coming up about that. No. I'm not kidding.
In other news, I've been gazing at my feet a lot. A heavy-duty puddle seems to be forming in my photo spot.
I made a new style of leaf and am experimenting with mass-production, i.e making in enough to sell at friend's hair salon, or the Farmer's market, or etsy, or something...
Here's ye olden mariner orphan again.
Exciting and unexpected outfit coming up this weekend...