Danny and I returned the rental car at about midday after using it one more time to exchange a purchase we’d made yesterday. The radar showed some awesome looking storm clouds approaching us, and after returning to Tanda Malaika the wind really picked up. Little white caps formed in the marina and all the sailboats pulled hard against their moorings and anchors. I went out and sat at the bow and watched huge billowing clouds move across the sky. Feeling the wind on my face really made me yearn for open ocean. I look forward to the day when we pull up our lines and head out.
I threw some old bread off the stern and a huge flock of seagulls ascended noisily and devoured it.
I’ve decided that it’s time for Jude to come home. She’s been gone far too long now and things just aren’t the same around here. It’s so strange to only have 4 creatures on board, and trying to cook for only 6 people is a joke. I’m so used to cooking for large crowds and I just don’t quite know how to cook for so few. This evening for dinner I made brussel sprouts roasted in garlic and olive oil, and shepherds pie. I know Jude would have loved the shepherds pie.
Tonight as I look out over the anchorage, I love the way the anchor lights from all the sailboats shine against the darkening sky. It looks like we are in outer space.
I am grateful for each moment, and each beautiful scene.