My son Ben is somewhere in the Sea of Cortez on a sailboat sailing, swimming, and texting his brother.
He emails that I should go there, that I'd love it.
Some places are private and you can't even find a restaurant for non-members, he tells me.
But other places are uncrowded and friendly.
Sigh, back into the car to run errands, to drive the kids around, to pick up farm produce, to mail Netflix...in the Oregon rain.
But you know, I'm living my dream, too. They come in all shapes, sizes, and colors, dreams do.
Happy Sailing, Ben! Happy Driving, Cherie! Happy Day, Reader!
Living the dream.