My Beloved Brit’s cousin saved many of the photos of him growing up in England, and a few years ago put them all on a disc so we could enjoy them. I love looking through them, and did just that on one of the first cool evenings of fall.
These two are especially telling. He’s always loved being on the open water, and nothing makes him happier than being out with his mates sailing. The boats may get bigger but the joy remains the same.
My Beloved Brit as a young boy fell in love with anything that floated. That's him and his dad.
He got older, but his love of boats just got stronger. This was a few years later on “Gandalf” in Burnham on the east coast of England. Bigger boat, lots of mates.
