If tonight's sail was a band it's name would be Alli and the Light Breezes.
We sailed down
and out
of the creek,
slowly,
made it to the imaginary line
that runs from the point of the pool at one end
to the yacht club on the other,
which I guess is where Babylon Cove
turns into the Great South Bay.
Friday, September 3
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