We’re pining our existence again, somewhat envious of those who are now sailing south toward the sun, despite the pandemic. Sitting ashore, looking out at another new day, watching mist slowly burning off as the sun rises, we’re just not up to taking that risk. As the remaining leaves blow off from trees after spawning …
SV Fayaway
"Time is the currency of our life—how we spend it defines our existence." -John Kretchmer
SV Fayaway 