It’s funny how dreamy one gets when living aboard a ship full time. Days and nights lose all sense of time, in terms of minutes and hours. Our days simply move between daybreak and sunset. Things also become reliant on the weather cooperating. If the winds are kicked up and the waters get rough, we spend our time within the ship’s comfortable cabins. Those are days for baking, stitching holes in little socks… and storytelling, which I happen to be rather good at. Needless to say, I think that the babes prefer the stormy days to the sunny ones.

This morning finds me sitting in my cabin, with great plans of writing some grand adventure quickly drifting away with the breeze. While I have many things I could write about, its all I can do to keep myself sitting here, as I can hear the crew having so much fun out on deck!

As you can see, the dragons have taken charge of everything above deck! While I am grateful that they’ve taken that part off my hands, I think it has more to do wind and wings than it does about work… if you know what I mean…

I can’t tell you how many times Brutus has had to pull one of the babes out of the waves. Squagon is the worse, by far! You know, the sea air has even gotten Nugget up on deck…

For a dreamer who normally finds joy in existing within my bedside drawer, life on the water has made her more outgoing.

While our winged babes take pleasure above deck, learning all they can from Brutus about everything nautical, the other babes spend more time below deck.

Lilly tends to spend all her time going over the maps on my desk. She’s always been rather good at puzzles and riddles, so I suppose that she sees all our maps and clues as just that… pieces of a bigger puzzle.

She’s working on a successful course that might lead us to the whereabouts of our missing troll, Peanut.

There’s plenty to keep the rest of the babes happily occupied, what with baking, and things of that sort…

I think that they play more than bake, if I’m being fully honest. Oh well, it makes them happy, which in turn, makes me happy!

And now you see why I’ve gotten nothing done this morning, aside from rambling on about our daily comings and goings. I suppose this is what it should be like, anyway. How else are you supposed to know what’s going on aboard our ship, while we sail the high seas? Getting to where one is going takes time. Who on earth would want to simply read the introduction to a story, only to turn the page and find that they’ve already arrived at the conclusion? That would be so boring and unfulfilling.

If I’m to write anything of value for this mornings Monday Message, it would be this:

The getting to a place isn’t what an adventure is about. It’s about all the things that happen while you’re getting there…