I'm up early. Gale force winds have been blowing most of the night, pushing us into the dock and causing the fenders to squeal and the boat to rock back and forth, which Mandy observed a couple hours ago was "scary." And also that "the wind is trying to blow us to Canada." These are the sorts of things I get out of her when she's still asleep.
Anyway, I had to get up and go to the bathroom anyway, and when I did, I realized she's right: it is scary. The wind is shrieking through the rigging of a hundred boats, a full moon hovers in the bright mists above a dark and forbidding cloud bank off over the Sound, and it's Halloween! It's supposed to be scary!
I could have wandered over and knocked on our nearest neighbor's hull and yelled "Trick or Treat" but that might not have gone over well. Frankly, I hope that there is not a strong trick-or-treating tradition down here, because we have no candy to speak of. They'd have to get granola bars, which would surely lead to a trick... TP in the stays, or some such. There aren't many kids that live here, but it's the sort of place where it would be pretty safe to go trick-or-treating even in the city, for those who have gate keys.
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