August Low

I’ve been commenting regularly in conversations about the perfect summer weather we have experienced in southern Rhode Island. But as someone wise once said, all good things come to an end.

For the past 2 days the sky at its brightest has been dark gray. The air at its driest has been misty. The wind at its calmest has caused my home to sway uncomfortably.

The wind has blown a steady 30kts for many hours. When I slide open the hatch (my “front door”) to peer outside I see all the boats moving back and forth uncomfortably on their moorings. I don’t linger, I scan my surroundings quickly and then retreat back inside.

The worst of this stormy weather depression must surely be happening now; the need to clutch handrails or walls to walk safely from cabin to cabin, the unsettling noises of the boat creaking have grown louder, the lapping waves against the hull are more forceful, the howling winds are stronger, and my internet connectivity comes and goes.

With all this activity I am grateful to be warm, dry and afloat in a sheltered harbor.