It is cold and windy down here at Naupactus. The sun is out but I can’t feel it. The wind is blowing all of its heat out to sea right now.
The boats are singing a tune something like “Jing dinga ling, take me out of here to the water so I can sail along. Jing dinga ling as my halyards whip and bang my mast. I am moving but I am not going anywhere.”
Customers are working in the wind and all is well.