I actually didn’t lie in the hammock even once. Really! I was too busy on Saturday pawing over fabrics and furniture at the Picton Castle’s cargo sale, and I was too busy out sailing on the damn thing to contemplate any hammocking on Sunday. You may remember the Picton Castle as the tall ship on which the Moms spent six months sailing from Lunenberg to Tahiti a while back.

Our day sail coincided with the Gloucester Schooner Race, and while we didn’t participate in the race (not being a schooner) it was fun watching the whole thing from the water and still being the biggest ship out there (if you don’t count the Friendship, which as a rule we don’t). Sunday turned out to be perfect sailing weather, too - cool on land and cooler on the water with plenty of wind for the race. And as guests aboard, we got to sip lemonade or something stronger and watch while the crew did all the work. This is how most weekends should be spent, I think.

So I am back - a little sunburned and with my favorite corduroys all salty from the knee down, but I also have plenty of swag from the cargo sale and only four days I have to work this week, so things are pretty good.