This morning I found the little bird we had partially adopted yesterday, dead on our deck. Poor mite. John and Steve took pictures of it so that I might be able to identify what type of bird it was its migration pattern.
Again there’s been little wind and whatever wind we’ve has been straight on our nose. The worse direction for the wind to be in a sail boat. There’s also a small swell so writing this blog is making me feel little nauseous today. Maybe I’ll write more later or tomorrow.