'Twas Brillig on the Chilly Sea,

er we did gyre and gimbol on the wave,
all mimsy were the sailors three,
and the mome rats were grave.

Apologies to Lewis Carroll, but that poem (or my version of it) has been running through my head for 2 or 3 days now, especially during my night watches. That and "Thank God I'm a Country Boy" by John Denver. Where did that come from? I haven't even heard it for years. I only know 4 lines and sang them about a thousand times last night. I hate it when that happens. I tap my teeth together when when I hum, so usually end up with a headache to boot.

Anyway, we're safely anchored in Cape May, NJ. It's cold and rainy, so pizza crust is rising as an excuse to turn on the oven.

N 38 Degrees 57.009
W 74 Degrees 53.298


Anonymous said...

You're going the wrong way! It's still cold up there.

Glad to see you guys moving again. Lynn, I love your humor, keep it up.

Carrie & Carl on Sanctuary

Anonymous said...

Love reading about your adventures!
Where are you headed this summer?
Ellen & Gordon