Lunch time rolls around and we are famished.
With the invigorating salt air we find ourselves nibbling between meals
munching naughty snacks and our meal time portions tend to be on the larger size...
I am sure that I will gain weight this holiday.
There's a pub up at the top of the dock which serves up fabulous fare
we enjoyed lunch there last weekend.
I like to cook and doing so in my small galley gives me a sense of satisfaction.
I rustled up a ship board lunch using swiss chard, bacon and eggs...
(vegetarians look away)
fry up pieces of bacon
look in the fridge for some veggies
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swiss chard from our Humble Bungalow Garden
corn sheared off the leftover cob that went uneaten
asparagus spears from the previous night's dinner
after removing the bacon
wilt the veggies
boil water in a pot
when boiling add a glug of vinegar so the eggs stay "together"
and poach some eggs
Plate the veggies
top with eggs and arrange the bacon
a hot salad lunch is served!
Mr. HB is out setting the crab traps
we've met up with some boating buddies and they have a sleek new boat
we dined aboard their vessel last evening
they are off hiking
they'll be joining us for drinks and appetizers tonight.
I am alone with a cup of coffee
and have done all my boat chores.
One of which was to polish all my bangles
as they were so very tarnished
I had no Twinkle aboard so I used toothpaste
it worked brilliantly!
We have been thinking about selling our boat
as we have not been using it very much the past few seasons.
But when we get out and relax aboard her it feels like we are meant to live this life.
We sleep so soundly and ship life is rather carefree...
maintaining a classic takes deep pockets and lots of elbow grease.
Moorage in the boathouse is very dear.
Looking ahead to retirement one wonders if owning a boat is an extravagance that is too expensive.
It 's too confusing to think about just now
so I am going to put these thoughts far away from my mind and live in the moment.
reflections of our boat in the ocean...
The sounds of a seaplane
the seals floating by
the call of the ravens
the gentle hum of the fridge as it cycles
the smell of hot coffee
the tick tock of the ship's clock
the creaking of the dock
the flapping of the burgee in the breeze
the gentle rocking from wake of boats passing by
the scent of lavender from the soap from my morning toilette
is all I need for right now.
Have a wonderful week!