Harbor-bound again.  Despite the nasty forecast, many boaters left Ocean Falls today.  Around noon a howling gale came from nowhere, drumming rain pouring sideways from the sky.  The bay became more white-cap than water, and the white-caps became a “storm white” color as we call it where I’m from.  My hat blew off my head as I rescued the Modulus from capsizing, and hauled her onto the dock.   I hope everyone’s doing OK out there.  Colleen and I are in no hurry to be anywhere anytime soon.  Today we’re relaxing, reading, and writing.  Just sitting back and enjoying the storm.  A safe harbor in a storm is a wonderful thing!