Following the Geese

Good morning everyone. I sat in the door yard yesterday and watched the last of the geese heading south. The crew have departed and life is beginning to settle in to a winter routine (if you will call it that). This morning I leave for a very busy 10 days windjamming in Texas aboard the barque Elissa. The ship will be sailing to Corpus Christi with a stop in Port Aransas. To feel the roll of the ship under my feet will be pleasing, no doubt. But it is bittersweet. I will miss the two little cherubs upstairs asleep in their beds. And I will miss Jen. So be patient with the blog for next 10 days. I will do my best to send along the news. I will not have a camera so Jen will have to fill in the blanks and she will keep you informed of schooner doings here in Maine. It feels like we have scarcely had time to slow down since we stopped sailing and to be leaving this morning seems crazy. Such is the hectic pace of our lives but I wouldn't trade it for anything. While I am in Texas I will be greeting the first arriving geese that summered here in Camden. I will be looking north to the pole star knowing that Jen and the kids will be doing the same. While geese have wings we have hearts that will easily span the distance.

Have a great day. Be well. Do good.

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Anonymous said…

It truly is a small world. Sharon and I saw the Elissa when we were in Galveston in 2005 when we were there for a Carnival Cruise. At the time I thought how great it would be to sail on a cruise on a tall ship. Norbert and Sharon Stager

October 21, 2007 at 6:32 AM

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