Casting off the docks in Oyster Bay, raise the main sail and jib, slowly gliding past Center Island and steering out into Long Island Sound. Waves crashing over the bow. The wind tugging in my hair. The sun burning lightly on my shoulders. There is nothing like it.
Just a little over a month until the boat will be put back in the water again and we can finally go out sailing again. Dreaming of a nice long summer sail with Rich and the baby—we have even gotten a tiny tiny little life jacket for her.
It's on crummy days like this that all I can think about is the warm days of summer, the ocean and beaches. I'm just hoping the next two months will go really, really fast.
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