Moving and shaking

Every once in awhile I wonder how safe it is to live on a boat. The winds this week were a bit unsettling. Chris and I had a few moments of nervous laughter between us. Then the moment passes and it all feels like business as usual again. I always like coming home and seeing bill and Cathy’s blue mast lights on. The lights mean they are home, probably feeling cozy, and would pour me a glass of wine if I stopped by