Sea Fever

...I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,

To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;

And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,

And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.

So wrote John Masefield around 1902, and who am I to argue with great poetry? The sun is shining, it's a beautiful autumnal day, and tomorrow the forecast calls for a sharp drop in temperature and heavy rain. We're going into the long, dark winter and the months where the sun doesn't appear for weeks at a time, so this blog, my shop, new work, household chores....all these can wait. The sea is calling (or, more specifically, the beach).