Our first glimpse of Raw Faith materializing through thick fog was an eerie and thrilling moment. She arrived on June 2nd and left after several days, but now she is back and appears to have settled in our bay. The early excitement of small crafts curiously circling around her has abated and after two weeks of inactivity, the two men on board have begun to paint the old weathered hull black. I think I liked her better when she looked like an old pirate ship! If you missed my earlier post about Raw Faith, you can read more here.
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I suspect all raw faith begins in a fog at sunrise.
ReplyDeleteSo true Barbara, it's amazing how morning light banishes dark thoughts after a restless night.
ReplyDeleteThis was taken a little after 7:00 p.m., just as the fog lifted. After being socked in for several days, it seemed miraculous.