Now, the journal tells me I can't post because it would be back-dating. I wonder what happened for a moment. I go in and change the time on the last one, so I can post this one. The trimaran is now floating back by. It is like a mower for the bay.
Soon more waves will come my way. Okay, time to make coffee and mosey up some food. Not fish, though. I leave that for the birds.