Here's everyone's dream. A little home in the west on the shore of Mats Mats Bay's sheltered waters.
Maybe one of the blow boats anchored in the cove is yours. And in the winter time, when the bay is socked in, you might sail away to warmer climes, such as Rio, Acapulco, or Brownsville, Texas.
Photo by Kit Wood.
2 comments:
We used to imagine ourselves sailing north because we had an old book on the Northwest Territories that our dad had gotten from somewhere.
In 1800 Western NY state was still the frontier, and Ohio Indiana definitely the wild NW.
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