I was thinking in terms of sailing, a sport I have not enjoyed but have watched, read and heard much about. There are times in our lives when the breeze is gentle, the currents soft and the sun is just at our shoulder. Those are the times when we gather strength and courage by resting. Then there are times when we put our shoulder to the wheel to hold the wind in our sails and we crash through stormy seas, up and down with the rain and water splashing on us.
Sometimes it is like that but I think we take for granted those pleasant times of resting. and we aren’t really thankful enough for them. They may even be too brief to really enjoy much but they can give us the time to regroup and recoup. There is always a little storm brewing somewhere and we need to be prepared! Lash down the stuff in your life that will blow away and hang on for the ride!
Jewell Johnson Mysteries by Andrea Wittwer 
I don’t know who named them swells because there’s nothing swell about them, they should have named them awfuls! “Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” Mark Twain
an up north friend, BK