Sometimes you just need a boat....
Life's been hectic and miserable at Chez Richardson lately and it's times like these--when everything explodes on you like an outhouse that's been rigged with cherry bombs--that you really need a boat.
So last Tuesday, this showed up at our marina just as the sun was going down:
Her name is Lady Washington. She was built in 1989, but she's a reproduction of an earlier boat also called the Lady Washington which was built in Massachusetts in the 1750s.
And in the morning, she was still there.
Take a nice, slow breath and say "isn't she pretty."
Because that's what I'm doing instead of killing the dog.
So last Tuesday, this showed up at our marina just as the sun was going down:
Her name is Lady Washington. She was built in 1989, but she's a reproduction of an earlier boat also called the Lady Washington which was built in Massachusetts in the 1750s.
And in the morning, she was still there.
Take a nice, slow breath and say "isn't she pretty."
Because that's what I'm doing instead of killing the dog.
Comments
Is she gone yet? Maybe I should drag my butt down there to see her.
I am a dog person and can totally understand .