A year goes by

Little Nomad spent the weekend on her own. Amber, Catherine and Mary aren't leaving until early tomorrow morning so we spent this last weekend playing. I suspect grand babies grow up even faster than Daughters. Each day spent with each one (Daughters and grand babies!) is a day not to be missed. Of course some day we hope to spend lots of days lounging on a boat with Daughters, Son-in-Laws, and grand kids. But it is always best to treasure all the time we get to spend with the people we love the most.

It looked like this was not a prime weekend to be on the boat anyway. Temps around here are nudging painfully close to 100 degrees and (if the flags hanging around town were any indication) there was barely a breath of breeze flowing anywhere. It is not completely insufferable outside so long as one stays in the shade and doesn't really even move.

Next weekend is the Fireworks raft-up which will mark exactly one year since we really started sailing Nomad with a bit of purpose. It hardly seems like a year has gone by. It is a bit amazing to go back and read some of our earliest entries in this blog and note the difference. We have learned a bunch, had a minor adventure or two, and are now pretty confident on our little boat in our little lake. Ocean cruisers will not be impressed with our modest gains, but I'm feeling pretty good about our first year as sailors.