Touch Wood, Scratch a Stay, Turn Three Times

…”May the Lord and saints preserve us.” One must do this, aboard a ship, for luck, as my own dad (a salty dog in his own right) reminded me when I told him the ships were a’comin’.  I can safely report that J and I did just this, on all three tall ships when we…

The Day the Ships Rolled In

I stood at the Bienville Street Wharf under a heavy post-storm sky. As the gulls swooped and swarmed over the river to claim as their own that which the rains had kicked up, and the wind careened through my hair, I closed my eyes and just…listened. The greedy gulls, the thwap-slosh-thwap of the river slapping…