sometimes eyes want
nice shoulders, I’ll say that
worn carhartts have seen work
can’t make assumptions
even the attorneys have boats
sand the brightwork on the weekends
and it’s not fall yet
so the shedboys aren’t hunting
winter warmth, house and embrace
she’s aware he’s looking
watch the projections
slither over each other
written in response to etouffee’s She just looks at me
I took this during the Wooden Boat Festival this year. I am in the Sunrise Rotary. We sell hotdogs, beef and veggie and virtual (for your avatar) to raise money for all sorts of projects: incoming and outgoing exchange students, a shelter box or two to go to disasters, grant money for our local domestic violence and trauma shelter, dictionaries for every 3rd grader in the county, money to a project in Rwanda to support grandmothers taking in orphaned children that they are not even related to….
Many thanks to everyone who helps. Some people don’t eat hotdogs, beef or veggie, but donate anyhow. Since it’s Wooden Boat, I dress as a very unrealistic pirate. I just like the hat and lace!
For the Daily Prompt: neighbors.
I volunteered at the Wooden Boat Festival yesterday. The children’s boatbuilding was very busy. This future sailor is working on design and navigation.
Early morning at the Wooden Boat Festival with the ferry heading from Port Townsend over to Whidby Island. I took this in September 2016, zooming in to catch the ridge of the Cascades and the early light.