I saw a couple sailing off from St Thomas Yacht Club in a nice little sailboat. They (from what I could see in the distance) were enjoying to day. I started dreaming it was me at the helm of that Hobie and had to draw a picture of it. There is something about water that calms the soul.
When I was quite young I had to good fortune to learn how to sail on weekends with my ice hockey coach Jerry Sharp, his son, Jim, and another friend of Jim's named John. I was able to participate in the outfitting of the boat and the sailing. It was a great experience for me. To this day I love seeing sail boats and when I see one I long to be on it. This weekend I was able to live vicariously though the peaceful outing this couple was having.
My mother had a book called "I Must Go Down To The Seas Again"(Seitsema & Hart). When she passed away there were many things to go through and a lot of it was distributed to various organizations. That book stays with me. There is something about the sea that gets under your skin and sticks. At least it is that way for me.
There is also a short poem by Spike Milligan called
I Must Go Down To The Sea Again
I must go down to the sea again,
to the lonely sea and the sky;
I left my shoes and socks there -
I wonder if they're dry?
I am not a seafarer. As a matter of fact I have the ability to get quite sea-sick with the pitch and yaw of a boat but I can still watch the water for hours and not be board.
Monday's come all too quickly and I wonder where the weekend has gone. At least, today while I'm back at work, I have a memory of a weekend well spent. I wish you a good day and happy sailing.