Yet another picture of Peregrine, water, a line of land, a few clouds and the sun going up or down. This brings a few questions: can one tell from a picture which way the sun is going? Does it matter which way the sun is going? Are sunsets and sunrises the only things worth showing about our trip aside from bridges?
My guess is more or less all humans love dusk and dawn and so do I. I grasp the moment whenever I can, usually from our kitchen window in Atlanta. Such a short time for day to fall into night, or night into day. Just a few thrilling minutes of acute awareness of the universe and our place in it. I used to resist twilight. Felt a twinge of anxiety that it would become dark no matter what I did, that another day would be irremedialy gone, with life clicking away one day at a time, clic clic clic. Now, I delight in the playful changes in light, marvel there is always another day after a night, feel comfy in the universe’s tempo.
A few months after Stuart’s death, I could not see the reason why humans had to go through a life so painful for so many. Wouldn’t most of us be better off without it at all? Then one morning I saw a pink cloud through our kitchen window. Oh, such a sweet sight. Well, of course, that was why life was worth living. More sweetness to come, always another day after a night, Benjamin and Albin growing their own sweet families, going on new adventures with Dickie.
So, what a great sunset at Mile Hammock Bay anchoring last night. However, after all that talk about universe, I’ll have to confess our anchoring was not God-given but man-made for WW2 GIs to practice climbing up and down a full-scale mock-up transport ship. Docking or going ashore was strictly forbidden, but the harbor was well protected from wind and had a consistently deep depth that made getting stuck in mud an unlikely event. Now, and this will be my last question: how much better can it get?
sv PEREGRINE 
Hi, May, I finally got to SV (sailing vessel? Am I not a good guesser?) Peregrine.net. How close and thoughtful are all your comments, as if we were right there with you. I’ve had the blog title from Mokie a while, but I had to get up the nerve to try it — with my lack of technical know-how. Now I’m so glad for a brief participation in your and Dick’s journey. Experiencing the earth first hand gives both the sense of change and uncertainty and the sense of wonder and beauty. That all fits so well with the purpose and plan of your and Dick’s journey. Keep these good things alive and well! Bill
Hey Bill: you are a better guesser than I am. It took me a while to memorize what SV stood for. But not “Peregrine” which Dick also came up with. Your comment about “experiencing the earth first hand” is so powerful and reflects so well my internal journey, at first overwhelming with uncertainties (I almost called it a quit…), and now mostly filled with beauty and the peace that goes with it. I’m sorry I’ll miss the class on Zeus this Sunday–but look forward to seeing you soon, probably the Sunday after.
May, I love the dialogue of dusk, dawn, and twilight. Funny, on our camping trip Ben and I were discussing twilight and dusk. I feel like you must really be living in nature to experience it. That picture looks like dusk. Am I right?
I could not remember if it was dusk or dawn, and had to check on my calendar. The answer is dawn, and thinking of it, most of my pictures are of the sun rising, when I wait at the elm for Dickie to pull the anchor up, while at night I’m busy cooking… Whitney, I think you proved that it does not matter!