The ice is off the river and it's spring in the boatyard. It's a special time - removing tarps, polishing, painting on anti-fouling and finally rigging. The sketch is actually Phil rigging his Soling, "Unity".
Spring in the Boatyard
I visited my lady today and the sight raised my pulse. The curve of her bottom, is like nothing else. I remembered the joy of our days spent together. And how she's taken me through both bad and good weather. I took off her top and we basked in the sun. No reason to rush this kind of fun.