day twenty-seven - gale warning

Morning comes with the last of the rain and a gale warning for most of the day.  

I wonder if I should have tucked a little farther into the creek.  The trees along shore block the wind, SPARTINA rides peacefully at anchor, so decide I am just fine where we are anchored.

Hot chocolate and hot tea, a hot breakfast and a hot lunch. Life is good. I nap, catch up on the log book and enjoy a book that I was gifted on the far.  I can hear the wind howling.