Well, I have seen the fish in Michigan you speak of and more with it's wild weather on the lakes and clams too. Been to ancient glaciers, Black bears, Deer and plentiful birds with challenge of isolation. At times, kind waters which one must time for passage with all the 45 locks and the big chute marine railway lock in Canada. Through the New York river way's winding ways around small towns, somewhat sleepy and more lock systems. The Music festivals, wonderful food and flare of New England's charm. Rocking to sleep on the Atlantic reminds me of home... NY City going through the Hells Gate & East River.. NOT in traffic other then the water taxis is a true treat! Anchoring behind Lady Liberty and the lights of Manhattan which seem to never sleep. Or stayed up way beyond I and woke me early morning. Onward,the Eastern USA seaboard gaining a taste of it's ports down to Florida.. again.. Soon the Bahamas. Boat resting there while in Costa Rica. Have been to several SA places... Home,what I like? The freedom to hose off the anchor and go... My house is for sale w/ tenant, things in storage so where ever the boat can go is home. Some times.. once in awhile.. it catches up with me though. I left my gardens and sold my horse. My family, just fly or call on Skype but I get to thinking of (Digging) and perhaps..(my Twin) should be on solid grounds and settle down again? Just, have not found that new place, sooo,unlike Seamus pen, where ever the chart is, its home, till its not.
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grass isn't always green... nor sea.. but sure is nice.
Mary
