While I was waiting for my boss to return from a meeting, I went out to the seawall to check out the harbor and get some wind on my face.

Out in the distance, along the horizon I could see a boat coming into port under sail, something I'd never seen before. Since a few months back, there have been sailboats in the harbor, but when they come and go, I have no idea. They just seem to appear out of nowhere like apparitions and then disappear just as fast.

So on this perfect day, with cornflower blue skies and puffy white clouds, I was watching the sailboat ease into the harbor, sails luffing gently as the boat turned into the wind to slow down and make anchor.