Enjoying your story... definitely a labour of love! Have been through it myself with my vessel, Meriah. All the best with the project and bet you can't wait to get back into your cosy home space on the water. Fair winds, Larry
That’s a lot of work. But such are labors of love. Thanks for sharing, as always. I look forward to your quick, enjoyable and informative reads. I like that I learn a bit new as well.
I'm reminded of another idiom: Between the devil and the deep blue sea. That one is about having to choose between two equally risky options. Funny how, in this case, the latter is exactly where you want to go! There are so many well-loved details in what you and Duncan are doing together, and the work so precious, that I think the devil will find it a rather inhospitable environment. Let's hope so, anyway! If we can ever get past the burn ban, I hope you'll find yourself enjoying time beside a cozy fire in the evenings, after the sun goes down. That is one of my favorite things about winter in Maryland. Meanwhile, glad you got some good coveralls.
As a culture, we constantly look for ways to replace human skill and craft with automatic machines to do jobs the once required muscle, intellect, character, and skill. We have cheaper flip flops now and it’s easier to write and edit on a screen, but the flip flops are throwaway junk and are we creating more literary masterpieces? Time will tell, but too much of what we do won’t last 30 years, let alone 100 years, and I don’t think we understand what we are losing. We need good work.
Your comments made me think of architecture and building....homes and churches and banks and government buildings used to be glorious! A representation of what was within. Detailed and, as you say, timeless.
Hard to find stone masons, shoe repair and boatbuilders, that much is certain. Thanks Switter. J
Yup! Not sure what God and the Devil locked by man in their universal binary struggle have to do with it…..It’s the interconnectedness of it all; everyone and everything holding hands, no beginning and no end…..meanwhile salt make it mysteriously all work: in the dough, in the oceans, in the sweat of our brows….You Guys are temple building; inspired by the vision of God’s paradise and the Devil makes you do it by taking away most other options…..and that most overlooked 20 or 30 odd pounds of cotton, once caulked, will not only keep the water on the outside but also serve to rigidize that entire 80,000 pound structure into one Steadfast vessel capable of withstanding the wiles of the oceans and being a secure home on the seas….We All are watching you with prayers and admiration
Ah my perceptive between-the-lines reader, Dmitri. It is the salt, in so many ways, that makes things work. Who knows, really, what forces are at work?
Your comments as well as the universal binary struggles of the world always make me consider things just a bit differently, thank you very much for that, and for all of your support.
Enjoy this beautiful day as I head to my beloved temple in the warm November sunshine.... ~J
Enjoying your story... definitely a labour of love! Have been through it myself with my vessel, Meriah. All the best with the project and bet you can't wait to get back into your cosy home space on the water. Fair winds, Larry
That’s a lot of work. But such are labors of love. Thanks for sharing, as always. I look forward to your quick, enjoyable and informative reads. I like that I learn a bit new as well.
Thanks Eric. It's a labor for sure and yes, we chose to keep loving her. Thanks for your kind words of encouragement. Safe passages and all the best,
J
I'm reminded of another idiom: Between the devil and the deep blue sea. That one is about having to choose between two equally risky options. Funny how, in this case, the latter is exactly where you want to go! There are so many well-loved details in what you and Duncan are doing together, and the work so precious, that I think the devil will find it a rather inhospitable environment. Let's hope so, anyway! If we can ever get past the burn ban, I hope you'll find yourself enjoying time beside a cozy fire in the evenings, after the sun goes down. That is one of my favorite things about winter in Maryland. Meanwhile, glad you got some good coveralls.
That one had not crossed my mind .....an ironic set of choices indeed!
With that description, a firepit may be in order. I appreciate you, Elizabeth.
As a culture, we constantly look for ways to replace human skill and craft with automatic machines to do jobs the once required muscle, intellect, character, and skill. We have cheaper flip flops now and it’s easier to write and edit on a screen, but the flip flops are throwaway junk and are we creating more literary masterpieces? Time will tell, but too much of what we do won’t last 30 years, let alone 100 years, and I don’t think we understand what we are losing. We need good work.
Your comments made me think of architecture and building....homes and churches and banks and government buildings used to be glorious! A representation of what was within. Detailed and, as you say, timeless.
Hard to find stone masons, shoe repair and boatbuilders, that much is certain. Thanks Switter. J
Yup! Not sure what God and the Devil locked by man in their universal binary struggle have to do with it…..It’s the interconnectedness of it all; everyone and everything holding hands, no beginning and no end…..meanwhile salt make it mysteriously all work: in the dough, in the oceans, in the sweat of our brows….You Guys are temple building; inspired by the vision of God’s paradise and the Devil makes you do it by taking away most other options…..and that most overlooked 20 or 30 odd pounds of cotton, once caulked, will not only keep the water on the outside but also serve to rigidize that entire 80,000 pound structure into one Steadfast vessel capable of withstanding the wiles of the oceans and being a secure home on the seas….We All are watching you with prayers and admiration
Ah my perceptive between-the-lines reader, Dmitri. It is the salt, in so many ways, that makes things work. Who knows, really, what forces are at work?
Your comments as well as the universal binary struggles of the world always make me consider things just a bit differently, thank you very much for that, and for all of your support.
Enjoy this beautiful day as I head to my beloved temple in the warm November sunshine.... ~J