I sit in the ship's cabin, Charlie watches "Horton Hears a Who", baby Noah cries and fights with Neva over his bedtime, David and Bryan toast their tequila on the deck in the glow of the last sliver of setting sun and I am thankful. Thankful that Charlie is no longer two, thankful for long term friends and family, relationships lost and found, opportunities to grow, and for my toilet and shower at home. It really would take too much time and potentially bore my three blog followers if I described the natural beauty around me and the profound affect it has already had on me. These islands have coves with a hundred boats anchored, kayakers and canoes and people taking their dinghy's to the islands for camping, hiking, drinking wine and staring out at the beauty. Even more amazing are the homes on the San Juan islands, and wondering what their life must be like?
Well David announced that the generator must be turned off now.. so we are all going to bed! Charlie suited up in lifejacket and coat to go outside on deck. Mommy enjoying last sip of wine.
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