I have been intrigued to watch some of the yachts in the marina being prepared for winter. They are wrapped up like the most difficult to wrap Christmas gifts. That reminded me of the year my parents bought me a hula hoop, but that is another story.
There is something very sweet about swaddling a yacht. It feels like an act of love, even though it is obviously practical, too.
I was told this week that the bears in the local forests don’t actually hibernate because it doesn’t get cold enough. So, apparently the bears don’t hibernate but the yachts do.
Sleep well, little yachts.
These boats caught my attention. Anita
Me too, Anita. The covers make some interesting shapes.