In 2012,

 may we all become

 like S. truncata that grow

 flowers within their flowers,

 and produce sweet nectar

 in the floral chambers

 of their heart.

SUSEA   &  GENE

working hard in chilly Washington State, U.S.A.

MOODY   BLUES

missing us, still on the hard in beautiful Grenada, W.I.

But not to worry mon, we be there a.s.a.p.

HAPPY  NEW  YEAR  EVERYONE!

There’s a unique freedom to being home. I open the front door, walk out onto concrete, instead of trying to walk on water, and go, go, go. I climb the trail and go to the post office, market, bank, bookstore, library, San Juan Bakery, Isle be Jammin’, Printonyx, Frank’s. Sometimes I go nowhere, I just walk and think and observe all the differences between the USA to the West Indies. Weather is the biggest difference.

Today I am reminiscing with photos from 2011 back to 1958. Below the black and white is me on the back left (toehead), Shellie in front of me—the baby—a girl I don’t remember in the middle, and Sandy, aka “Ug” my oldest friend (Shellie’s sister). As you can see we were stylin’.

It’s fun to hangout in the office, watch the drizzling rain and look at pretty pictures. Check ‘em out.

With Moody Blues polished, waxed, inside washed down with vinegar water, tin foil over the portlights, canvas over the hatches (from the inside) dodger down below, lines, sheets, halyards stowed, dinghy collapsed as much as she’ll go and covered (thanks to Kathy, s/v Indigo), locked up tight with Home Zone gassing her, Moody Blues has gone into hybernation. 

Our last two nights in Grenada were spent at the wonderful True Blue Resort, which is within walking distance to Spice Island Marine where we hauled Moody Blues out.  

THE END

of our 2010~2011 cruising season. Thanks for cruising along with us. C U when we C U.