Home Alone

This has been such a productive week while home alone.  I’ve made progress on my current tapestry, which has been neglected for the past 9 months.  I finished plying the saffron mohair and am contemplating ideas for a striped fabric with some kind of warp-direction float pattern in the brighter stripes, like a rose path or other twill.  Nothing has yet to strike my fancy.

Yesterday was the last statewide Connecticut weavers’ guild meeting, and I was thrilled to get there!  It was my first meeting since last May when we moved up here…  during the morning, I got a call from Bob (in Marsh Harbor, in the Abacos) to say goodbye and use up the last of his Batelco minutes on our Bahamas cell phone.  He and his crew were planning to leave mid-morning to sail the few miles to “the Whale,”  the eastern inlet just north of Marsh Harbor.  He’ll be using the transponder on board to mark his progress up the eastern side of Abacos as he heads north toward the Gulf Stream.  With luck, they will sail in the Gulf Stream, well off shore, all the way to Montauk at the top of Long Island.  That is 1,000 miles!  Thank heaven I don’t have to do that trip!  If all goes well he will arrive home in about 7 days, in time to celebrate Memorial Day!  (He missed that last year doing the same trip.)

If the weather does not smile on them, there are any number of places they can bail out, either south of Cape Hatteras or north of it.  Doing that will mean that he won’t be home as quickly.  He’ll be communicating with his weather router via sideband radio, and he’ll be sending me emails over the side band.  As of late last night Pandora was here.

Here are some Bob’s last photos of the Bahamas.  It’s already hard to believe that I was ever on beaches like this, with powder soft sand and aquamarine water!

We spent so much time looking for orchids and hardly found any.  What a difference a few weeks makes!  After a month in the wet season, Bob told me the Abacos are blooming with lots of these epyphytes (which I think are epidendrum) with pendulous flower stalks hanging down from trees.

I hope his trip home will be completely uneventful!

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