A martini and Liverpool/Arsenal on the screened porch. I am home.
I arrived yesterday afternoon. Although I removed the bandage from my leg before going to O’Hare, the stitches showed up on the TSA scan and I got patted down. Courteously. At least they didn’t do a strip search. Possibly because they did not want to have to view my aged body.
Rain last night and this morning finally ended at 3 PM and I walked down to GANNET. She is in good condition. No bird droppings and a dry bilge. Unfortunately the ferry boat is still docked across from her.
I was gone less than six weeks. I enjoyed being with Carol. But I missed this place and am very glad to be home beyond continent’s edge.
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