When they blow, it seems easier to go in the same direction the wind is going in.
Like when you’re sailing, going downwind—running with the wind, as it’s called—is the easiest tack. It’s quiet, sometimes silent, and usually the boat is moving with the waves. I’m trying my best to pick up on the wind direct and just let it take me.
As far as I can tell, it’s blowing East to West.
Don't ask me why, but I'm starting to feel like Mark Twain...
Posted by Tony at June 16, 2003 11:23 AMJust wanted to let you know that your friend started her blog: http://www.barbaraschaeferart.com/journal/index.html .
East to west, huh? Whatever could that mean?
By the way, I have not forgotten you--I'm hoping to finish both projects this weekend.
Posted by: lee on June 17, 2003 01:52 AMThis concerns me some what Mark Twain was not so happy by the end, I hope you mean the early days at the height of success
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Sounds like you are thinking of Horace Greeley.
Posted by: Stanley on June 17, 2003 09:14 AM