Blue Bird Day

The boom box Danny brought is cranking out old people's music: classic rock. Loud OPM at that. Remember when Lawrence Welk used to be OPM?

I'm making water as I write. The tanks started the day dry. We emptied all 25 gallons stored in jugs on deck into the internal tankage. The watermaker will add another forty gallons if I let it run for seven hours.

Today is the first day with more than a few minutes of sunshine. The temperature is lovely. There's something satisfyingly tropic about the scenery. There might be nothing but sky, clouds, and water for as far as the eye can see, but it's clearly tropical sky, clouds, and water. The clouds are cotton puffs and the water is a spectacular midnight blue that you can't find anywhere else. They don't call this blue water sailing for nothing.