And On It Goes

     Got a chance to get away with some friends from college. We take a weekend in February each year to drink wine and play pinochle and lie about all the things we did in college. We've been doing this for 25 years now and I find it amazing how old THEY all got! They are all grandparents now. Very strange!

     After the weekend, it was back to the salt mines, that is the wash room at the sail loft.  Sadly, the sails are getting bigger and as spring approaches, their numbers also increase. This actually slows down the process as the bigger the sails the less space there is to hang and dry them. Well, at least I know what I am doing most days at the loft.  On those days when I can't wash, I end up sticking patches together. This means using double-sided tape to stick together 7 to 10 little parts into a big patch hat get sewed together and then sewed onto a sail. I would like to say that it is easy but it's not. Each piece has to be fixed exactly or the next will be out of place, and then the next, and the next, and eventually you have to rip it all apart and start again. And that happens more often than I would like to admit. The really "fun"art is that the sailcloth is so stiff and the edges so precisely cut that they are sharp and not a day goes by that I don't cut myself a couple of times.  And when I do, the most important this is, as the Boss says, "don't bleed on the sail!"

     We got 6 inches of heavy wet snow Sunday night/Monday morning. It began to melt but then the temp dropped and it froze and then began to melt the next day, but froze again at night. I am so ready for Spring!