Another lovely day in the middle of the Pacific ocean. As long as I completely ignore any thing that is happening in the world.
Speaking of the middle of the Pacific.
About a week ago this sailboat crashed into our Big Island. Didn’t run aground on a reef. Didn’t hit a rock. Didn’t end up on a beach. It ran smack into the island. And, what makes it funny is that the sail boat had just completed a 34 day transit from LA. No one was hurt. And there was no serious fuel leak. But, how could you find your way here and then crash into the first thing that you had seen in 34 days?
Gratitude
Grateful for all those good years with Carlton.