There she rests. She gets rocked back and forth ever so slightly as the waves crash and slide up against the bow. It was a good storm. It was good in that we needed the rain. Facing the worst drought in decades we needed the heavens to open up and unleash her moisture. These good storms come with a price. The destruction left in the wake of such good storms is innumerable. From the insignicant planters and pots that were whipped around and shattered in the backyard to the grounded ships that dot the shores. It is a coin flip but, regardless of how that coin lands it still has both sides. Can’t really have a one sided coin can you? You have to try and stay alfoat. She took this picture of the boat just as I was leaving in the plane. I looked out the aircraft’s windows and swore I could see her snap the shot. The craft struck shore and stayed there. My craft defies gravity and stays there. Forever. Funny what one can see when a blink is frozen in time. Here is a moment in time.