Sail to me, sail to me, let me enfold you

It was a grand day out. Missed a ferry by a hair this morning, caught one back by a hair this evening. Left a whole load of money behind at the Saturday Market on Salt Spring.

We ate like kings this evening! Montana, tomatoes, Beddis Blue, smoked salmon.

And we sang "Edge of Seventeen" rather loudly as we shot down the highway home. We were dead good!