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| As seen through my salt encrusted deadlight, tonight. |
The ocean was a brilliant indigo, today, with light cumulous clouds that never seemed to get in between me and the sun. No wildlife to speak of but for a lone black seabird with a long, loon-like neck (of course my seabird identification book is in my quarter and I am up on deck 03- so now my failure to identify before blogging is merely an indication of my shameful laziness).
It feels like a great change to be on sea watches, doing sailorly things, after so much time at the dock and in the boatyard. A light swell on our port bow makes for a pleasant and smooth pitch that lulls me to a nodding sleepiness, a sirens call that is hard to ignore after yesterday's 18 hour day.
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