Sailing vessel Mylady has a lion's heart and bravely keeps soldiering on. However; any boat is only as good as her
crew.Water has always been part of him. And in his grown years, he climbed the rigging from deckhand to captain. From time to time he must go and earn some freedom chips for us. He likes it though. Has seawater for blood. If he doesn’t at least see water within three days, he’s doomed for a sorrow attack.
Mi-sA-le: used to be sea-wife - didn’t know of her
survival instincts.
Mi-sá-lê ,
is three words
in an African language and mean: I will return, with emphasis on the middle
syllable. And since I can’t
find the á on all the keyboards, it’s easier to write it with a capital A. And which ever way it’s written or pronounced
the meaning stays special.
Mi-sá-lê I’ll return - if not in body then in
mind – to all the great places and wonderful people wherever in the world, that
have touched my soul. Thank you. Mi-sA-le
more of me you'll find here and my GALLERY, here.After 15 years, Misale, is now back on land. The blog(s) will stay because the memories are worthy. And from time to time more memories will be added here. Thanks for visiting.
