Wood

This past weekend I went to a baseball game in Deltaville, which is the sailing capital of the world. Maybe.

Or probably maybe I just made that up. But in other news, can you believe the irony of a glorious wooden boat--in the middle of a field--still sporting her blue and red colors, with an old tire leaning in a most unusual appropriate location? Can you believe that I took about 25 shots of this boat and had all sorts of plans for her, including converting her to a quirky spot for eccentric types folks to sit for some nachos and beer?

Do people even eat nachos any more? If so, would they do so on the stern of a boat parked on land?

Deltaville boasts boatloads of boats, numerous world-class marinas and one wonderful baseball stadium made of crab pot wire and wood.

I've come to a conclusion here lately about houses, boats and baseball stadiums: the best ones are made of wood.

The other night, I had the privilege of going out on a work boat, a very special one that has lots of meaning for last year's Blog Fest attendees...

...who will recognize the captain.


Work boats, for the unfamiliar, are solid wood, complete with incredible sounds and smells that can never, ever, be experienced on a fiberglass boat.

My eternal thanks to Ms. Ann Marie and The Captain for this excellent excursion and the opportunity to experience the sights and smells of a way of life that, like the old wooden farmhouses and baseball stadiums, is goin' away from here.

p.s. I'm having problems with the Comment Section today. Comments are being made and I see them in my e-mail inbox, however they aren't posting to the blog. Thank you for commenting even if they seem to be evaporating - I can read them and do appreciate them.