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I don’t care what the calander says, in my world solstice is the last day of winter. 

Glorious light a few precious seconds each day leading to hours and the long summer nights I love so much. All I can think about is sailing the BC Coast, balmy summer nights and exploring the most beautiful waters on the planet. 

This could easily be my last season in the PNW before setting off for Mexico and I don’t plan on wasting a single second of it. I’m counting the seconds until I am back aboard. The brass lantern is filled and patiently waiting to be lit.  I miss the smell of Sookie and her cozy warm Butternut interior. I sent a letter to the North Pole asking for…

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