More clews!

So I went clew-searching again. And every time I do this, I wonder why I don’t do it a hundred times a day. It’s crazy-helpful and always surprising. These are the clews that I decided were clews. The ones that caught my eye as I was perched on my teaching...

Crossing the Line.

Back in the day, a sailor’s first voyage across the equator was considered a big deal. It was a rite of passage. A ritual of crossing. Everything was different after it happened. Once you had crossed the line, you weren’t just a sailor anymore. You were a...
The Fluent Self