Sunday May 20, 2007
miss J; where is that poem i requested? where is that story you promised?
a sea hawk is sitting on top of my masts trying to build a nest; sort of. It keeps droping things and sticking things on the top and squeaking. osprey and sea hawk are the same thing. sun is up
your sister J was here and seemed to have a good relaxing time. Wendy was in love again as Hilary was her best friend I was second best. either she recognized her by scent or sight as her tail began to wag when Hilary was twenty feet away.
sail boat number two is moving in the wind now but there are still a mess of things to be done to it. boat 1 is approaching time for repair . just weeks away. roof stuff comes first.
ctb formerly known as your father.
