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      <title>Autumn in Australia</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;It&amp;rsquo;s autumn here.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I know that may not seem like it deserves its own line but you know what, it does! The year here &lt;em&gt;starts&lt;/em&gt; in Summertime and then goes to Fall. Fall comes before Spring in the southern hemisphere. You can get all intellectual about this but until you &lt;em&gt;feel&lt;/em&gt; it, you&amp;rsquo;re not going to understand why those three words get their very own line.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The weather has been getting cooler but I foolishly keep pretending that everything is &amp;ldquo;normal.&amp;rdquo; So when Ceilydh asked us if we wanted to do a little mini-cruise over Easter weekend, my mis-calibrated brain thought &amp;ldquo;it should be getting warmer every day, why not.&amp;rdquo; The day before we left the forecast was for  four days of solid rain. Lucky for us we got nearly perfect weather for the whole trip and had enough sun that we could almost maintain the illusion of the season our bodies were expecting.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Home</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 22 Oct 2010 23:46:45 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;I wasn&amp;rsquo;t at home when we were tied into slip A58 in Monterey Harbor. I was homesick. Surprising yes, since I was on my own boat, tied up with my usual dock lines, cooking in my own galley, and sleeping in my own bed. I spent my time in Monterey constantly checking the three forecast areas on NOAA to find our perfect weather window to head north.  Again, I was surprised at myself.  The trip north is usually hard, wet, and cold. Our boat is in great shape and we could actually (foolishly) cash in Tucker&amp;rsquo;s retirement accounts and head south for at least a year. I always want to go south, or anywhere warmer than wherever I am. But I wanted to go north, to go home.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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