On fin, foil, & keel, powered by wind, & intention

Our island journey’s over.  Moments remembered.  Leaving here, a little stronger, a little wiser…

  The green dark forest listens.  It does not announce itself.  It receives you…

  From above a small voice,
  Lifts older hearts,
  Love climbs, one step more, then another. Love you Nan. Thank you for everything. Come on, Pop. You’ve got this…
  He may not remember every detail. Our hearts remember all…