A very clear, and warm day without even the slightest breeze, which is probably why these sail boats on Lake Hefner in Oklahoma City have no sails furled..or unfurled, whichever is correct. At one time, I shared space with a friend whose parents owned a sail boat and we and our friends spent a lot of evenings sailing. It was so very peaceful. A glass of wine, stories to tell and good friends to listen to them. And then suddenly a lot of activity as sails had to be moved to catch the wind. Obviously I don't remember any of the language, but I can still remember the fun.It's been a very busy day and this was my break in the action. There's a nice trail frequented by bikers and roller bladers and joggers and walkers (both human and doggie) and I found a comfortable spot to take in their action. Then it was back to the list. Things to do, places to go, money to spend.
At long last I'm home, barefooted and ready to curl up with some yarn.
4 comments:
Oh! Sailing!! Lets go sailing!! That's what I need to do. I remember when I lived in Newport, Ore. a group of us used to go sailing on the ocean often. Not exactly calm waters and a couple of the guys used to like to see if they could scare me. (creeps anyway.. lol) I could so relate to the glass of wine, good stories, good friends. It was a fun time.
I sooo know what you mean about blogger issues. That's when I cheat and use Picasa to get in. But, that doesn't even work sometimes. Damn Blogger! How dare they??? Obviously they didn't get the memo about how important we are and how valuable our time is! Damn them!
I have never been sailing..but it's one of those things I have always wanted to do...
Sprite, Good memories are a joy. My experience tells me that when I'm realllly old and can't remember my name, I'll still remember a lot of those good times. My young adulthood was parallel with the Kennedys and I'm sure in a corner of my mind, I thought.."Heh, I'm just like them; out sailing" *G*
LOL on Blogger! I did the Picasa to upload a pic and it made it...the only one. But then it was eaten too. It was not to be, I guess.
What a lovely picture! :)
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