I HATE SHOES

Earlier this month marked the three year anniversary of starting this blog. More importantly, it marks three years since I first purchased Winchelsea  and starting taking steps towards changing my life forever. In those fervent annuals, this blog has been the single consistent thing in my life. I'm not using the ubiquitous noun 'thing' without reason either; it's not a human, quite obviously, because I've come to know people within that period I'll never know again;  I've had three boats, crossed the country three times, and gone on some fantastic sailing adventures. I'm not involved with any of them now to a great degree; some of them by choice, others not. It's impossible to guess how much I've learned in these past years, and I'll admit I knew next to nothing when I first started this blog and moved aboard Winchelsea . I've come full circle though, living again in the northeast for a winter. So far, it's been bliss. I've beco