I wish this was a photo of a typical Satuday morning, and maybe now that the weather is warmer (and I've negotiated my way out of working on Saturdays) it will be.

Last weekend Westbrook and I made our first hot breakfast on the boat. Nothing too fancy, and no eggs, because they've really been putting me off lately...I digress. Just some pancakes, maple sausages and lots of butter and syrup. The blue aluminum plates, which are our main dishware on the boat (gotta go with the unbreakable variety when living on a moving object) were a hand-me-down from my grandmother, who purchased them at a thrift store during the 70s. I love thinking about the stories they could tell.