Lorne used to sail. Actually, he sold sailboats and raced them, too. Now I have never been on a sailboat in my entire life but I'm sure hoping that I'll get to go one of these days. Lorne no longer has his boat, but knows lots of people who have one. Anyway, I decided to do J is for JIB - of course, I had to ask him what a "jib" is because I had no idea which sail was called the jib. If you would like to read more about it, simply click here, but let me warn you that if you're not a sailing aficionado, it'll be as Greek to you as it is to me.
Lorne brought a few pieces of art with him when he moved in and, because I love it, this is one that will grace a wall in our living room. It's very large and will be a focal point and a conversation piece. Please excuse the poor photo but it was difficult to get the shot without a lot of reflections. But you get the idea.
I'd sure like to go sailing one day and feel the wind on my face out in the briny Pacific Ocean - well, at least the inlets that don't have huge thunderous waves that could wash me overboard. I might need to take a bucket with me, too, just in case......
I can tell how much Lorne loved to sail because whenever he talks about it his eyes just light up. A few of his cherished possessions are a gorgeous coffee table book about sailing and yachts, three brass ornaments of sailboats, and a photo his best friend took of him sailing his own boat, "Daisy," about 15 years ago. Look at the joy on his face in the photo.
Wouldn't you love to experience that same joy? If I ever get the chance, I'll strap my camera to me and snap away like crazy and get a photo of the jib, other sails, the sailors, and maybe one of me hanging over the bucket.