I thought I’d missed this one, so glad I hadn’t.
Frank gives us the theme of Night for this week.
Nights on the boat were restful and quiet. There were no street lights or cars racing past our door. The gentle lapping of the water or the ducks as they hammerheaded the algae off our hull was soothing and relaxing. When it rained, there were no worries of flooding as we went up with the water. If anything, it was a musical masterpiece that serenaded us to sleep.
It’s been over two years since our final trip, after three years of living aboard. We miss the simplicity of boat living and the friends we made, but most of all we miss the solitude of being the only boat on the river and seeing scenes like this off our bow.