Sunset

So there I was...walking as fast as I could down a street on Block Island.  Arriving, with Kim, at the Block Island Boat Basin we headed straight for the public dock where our dingy was tied up in the company of a hundred other dingies whose owners had gone ashore to enjoy all the island had to offer.  It was tempting to stop in at The Oar, a popular restaurant and watering hole next to the dock, but there was no time.  I quickly got the engine started and headed for Eventide, our 34 foot trawler style boat, anchored half way across the bay.  Arriving at the boat, Kim moved like a she cheetah exiting the dingy onto the swim platform and entered the main cabin in seconds.  I secured the dingy's painter, the line attached to the bow of the dingy, with two quick cleat hitches on one of Eventide's stern cleats.  Working like a madman I started setting everything up in the cockpit and before long Kim emerged from the cabin with hands full.  As she set things out we sat down just as the sun was setting and it was a glorious sunset.  We toasted it's beauty and thanked God for allowing us this privilege.  We have rushed back to the boat many times to witness this free gift from our home on the water where sunsets seem to have a little something extra when the lapping of waves and the silhouettes of sailboat masts are thrown into the mix.  Many years ago Kim started this tradition where she required a kiss every time we shared a sunset and I have the chapped lips to prove it.  As we sat watching the last of the color leave the sky and the quiet of the night roll in a feeling of peace rolled with it.  These simple events are not to be missed.  Don't get me started on sunrises.