How she'll greet me when she meets me when my ship gets in to port
It has not been a good week for sleep in the sense that I have managed about three to four hours out of every twenty-four and generally not when it's night out, but it has been an excellent week for ocean. After contemplating the question and decisively answering that she would rather be a dragon than a cat, my niece who was part of this afternoon's excursion with out-of-town family to Castle Island showed her fire by the sea.

