Feast or Famine
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Feast or Famine

Feast or Famine

Feast or Famine
It is feast or famine in this parts I figure. Not even my secret weapon, the Code Zero, can keep from spilling the wind as Seaburban ever so gently rolls in the swell.

It is, however, an opportunity to get at those things that only a calm will allow. Like the towed generator connector. So rather than the usual frustration that accompanies a windless day, I am glad to be so,e things that needed doing.

You may remember that whenever the wind doesn’t blow, the letter for the day is the letter ‘B’ so ….

We are bordering becalmed, and I sit bemused and bewildered as a baffling breeze buffets and beats the boat on this Bert’s birthday.

Follow my tracks in real-time:
https://bit.ly/svseaburban

 

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