
Sailing Takes Me Away To Where I’ve Always Heard It Could Be
If it’s not obvious, I spent the whole day editing. I didn’t go anywhere, I didn’t do anything, and now it’s almost 9 p.m., and I haven’t made today’s post yet, so here it is. Isn’t it perty?
Seriously, though, a sailboat at sunset is one of the most Christopher Cross, Yacht Rock, polo shirts, and loafers, white wine spritzer, Summer is on its way, things I can think of. I have absolutely no interest in being on that boat, but damn she looks good against that setting sun.
