Speed, bonny boat, like a bird on the wing
Mary Anne's in California now (for a week; then she heads up to the Oregon workshop for a long weekend, then back down here for a couple months), and I had the day off today, so I headed up to the East Bay in the late morning. We chatted with David H. for a while, then picked up some food to supplement what we already had, and went to Lake Merritt for a picnic lunch. Then we got in a teeny sailboat and sailed around the lake for a couple hours. It was lovely—good food, warm sun, nice breezes, boat scudding across the water. I even remembered to put on sunscreen, though we'll see how well it worked.
(I hate sunscreen. Some small irrational part of me feels that as a native Californian I ought not to need it; I ought to be immune to the deleterious effects of the sun. A misconception bolstered by the fact that I never once got sunburned until I was maybe 10 or 12, and very rarely after that. But a serious burn a couple years ago ought to have larned me.)
Anyway, it was a very nice afternoon. I was a little tense about the possibility (however slight) of capsizing (even though one could hardly pick a safer place to capsize, especially since we were wearing bulky bright yellow life vests), but it was relaxing nonetheless.
