Noah

December is the month for gift-giving. All over the country deliveries of toys and shirts and games and popcorn are being made, then wrapped for family and friends. Our family no longer exchanges gifts, using our gift money instead to make contributions to charities. Deliveries, however, still seem to be making their way to our house but with strange contents – resin, screws, glue, canvas…

For those of you who don’t live in upstate New York, we have had a LOT of rain this December not to mention this year as a whole. Roads have regularly flooded and some folks have had their basements pumped more than once. John a.k.a. Noah (although with his apron he looks more like Santa’s helper) seems to be on a mission to get an old sailboat he was given floatable again. (Perhaps he’s getting worried about all this rain even though we live at the top of a hill.) As much as I like to kid him, he is doing a GREAT job. About the only original part of the boat are the sides so you can see how much he’s done already. A present for me? No way! Slippery sports including sailing are definitely NOT my thing. Perhaps when he finishes with it he’ll give it away (that’s present enough for me) so he can start another one (a present for him).