As I was walking down the dock one night, I stopped to admire the next set of storm clouds marching across the sky. The sun was setting and it was amazing to see that from the sky to the water there was a canvas of varying shades of blue.
I stood there for awhile because I knew that this feast of colour would last momentarily as the sun set over the hill behind me.
I have watched this patch of water for the past 2 1/2 years now and it is never the same. Living aboard a boat allows you to have a private conversation with Mother earth and Father sky every day and reminds you that you are a guest in this place.