Stepping Tida Wave

There was this one year when it blew hard and wouldn’t stop. Cap launched Tida Wave off the deck of his mailboat anyway, and it did a right good dance out there in the choppy shallow water. It didn’t seem like a prudent thing to do, but then again they had to get the boat set up by morning, for the Prime Minister’s Cup. They got the mast in O. K. Concentrating so hard on steadying her and getting the butt of the spar into the deck that they were in complete ignorance of the incredible beauty of the sand-hazed permanent green light, warm, lovely water. The artist took a picture.