Turning

Turning is not easy.

First of all the sailing part: Sailing powered up in a straight line is not that difficult. But I'm like Toonces, the Driving Cat, from SNL: it's the turns that can make me go crazy.

Enjoy Toonces. But watch out for that turn!



Secondly, the turning of the wand system, from the bow pivot to the barrel in the bell crank to the barrel in the flap and lastly to the hinge, any one of which can be misaligned and cause unacceptable friction. Today I was fitting the bell crank and the flap barrel on my new strut. If things kick tonight without any binding, I may actually be able to hit the water tomorrow.

But thirdly, the turning of the clock reminds me of the first rule of home building: it always takes longer than you think. So maybe the hitting the water part will be Sunday. We'll see!

Here's The Byrds



Turn! Turn! Turn! (to Everything There is a Season), from the Book of Ecclesiastes 3:1 and Pete Seeger (1959)

To everything, Turn! Turn! Turn! There is a season, Turn! Turn! Turn! And a time to every purpose under heaven:
A time to be born, a time to die; a time to plant, a time to reap;
A time to kill, a time to heal; a time to laugh, a time to weep.

To everything, Turn! Turn! Turn! There is a season, Turn! Turn! Turn! And a time to every purpose under heaven:
A time to build up, a time to break down, a time to dance, a time to mourn;
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together.

To everything Turn! Turn! Turn! There is a season, Turn! Turn! Turn! And a time to every purpose under heaven:
A time of love, a time of hate; a time of war, a time of peace;
A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing.

To everything Turn! Turn! Turn! There is a season, Turn! Turn! Turn! And a time to every purpose under heaven:
A time to get, a time to lose, a time to rend, a time to sew;
A time for love, a time for hate; a time for peace. I swear it’s not too late.