We were in Bucks Harbor, Maine. How lucky those people are to look out at their million dollar view and see old sailing schooners.
I’ve spent a lot of time on the water over the years. I’m pretty sure anyone else who has done the same, like me, loves a foggy, rainy, misty evening on a boat. There is something about it that calls for quieting down, sipping wine and sitting in a dim light with a good book.