Mr. Ahrens! Are you still with us? The voice wafted to me through the sound of surf and diving gulls. Eleventh-grade chemistry class was on the second floor with one side of the room completely filled with windows. And outside the windows was a spectacular grove of pecan trees, a march wind sending wave after […]
So far this has been a most unusual year, in our area at least. We have had two really good rain storms lasting seven or eight days interspersed with extremely good weather. If it’s going to rain, I say, do it all at once. Lately, it’s been dipping down to around 25 or so at
While lining out may just seem like common sense (as someone commented) doing it on a pointy end like this made me scratch my head. Nothing is common sense until you’ve done it a few times. In the end, after several false starts, I divided the mid-section into 3 areas based on hull radius
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This year, 2025 has just begun. Brown grass has turned green. There is ice on the pond in the morning and by 1pm it is 73 degrees (F). It’s a two-coat morning and a tee shit afternoon. It is too early for spring, though I am always ready for it. Not that Theresa cares or
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“Ward Thee Well, Theresa II. I, Your Little Ship Will Rip Asunder. Dark Eyes, Swirling Skies Your Doom Lies With Light And Thunder.” These booming words came to me in the dark, vile and odious, leaving a knot of coldness in my stomach where a thread of hope had until now survived. I was
This morning I was up at 0600, made coffee and was on the deck by 0630. It is barely light by that time here in our valley. The sun gets over the hill to the east around 0730. It was foggy, and just above freezing and I counted seven deer in the field browsing off
Well here she sits, high and proud on her operating table. I say hello as I flip on the lights and head to the big door. She is now inverted, keel up, looking down at her many forms over which will flow her 48 or so oak frames and then planking. Quite an interesting shape,
Greetings to all. February arrived with thunder. With a constant parade of cyclones marching up the coast the ground was becoming saturated. The creek behind the house was nearly full, a rushing torrent, almost filling a 12’ culvert where it goes under the road. But the thunder I heard one morning two weeks ago shook
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Saturday morning finally came. Nothing to do but goof off. I was up in my room messing around with the model aircraft carrier I was building. I already knew I had to cut the back yard this afternoon but that didn’t bother me any. It was one of those rare Saturdays that we weren’t going
I don’t remember the exact time I became a sailor but I’m pretty sure it was before I was born.My sister and I piled into the back of our 54 Chevy and headed straight for the rear window, the best seat ever. We could lay up there on our backs and watch the clouds go
