For some unknown reason, the book and calendar projects that I had in my iPhoto program (created last December) have disappeared. A slight amount of panic was followed by a sick feeling as I discovered that the Time Machine backup program has not backed up iPhoto as I thought it was. This means the books I created about JD for her 3rd birthday are gone gone gone and I'm p-i-s-s-e-d. Folks wanted to order copies of them and now what little $$$ I would have made off this labor of love will be completely eaten up by my having to recreate these projects.
Like I have time for this now.
And after all that, it still doesn't explain how they went missing in the first place. I'm just sick about it. If my attempt to retrieve them from the cloud doesn't work, I'll make a last ditch call to Apple to find out if they can be of any help. But I'm not holding my breath.
And none of this is what I intended to blog about in the first place. I meant to say hello, I'm back, safe and sound from our sailing adventure. We had a fantastic time challenged by stronger-than-usual winds and lots of waves. The weather altered our itinerary a bit but the nice thing about sailing down there is you can be flexible and find another beautiful spot to drop anchor no matter where the wind takes you.
I took about 800 photos that I'll get to in who knows when and I shot a lot more video than last time, so that will be fun to play with in the coming months. All in all, it was a relaxing and wonderful time, filled with wind, sun, the call of laughing gulls, the splash of pelicans diving for fish, the gentle (and not so gentle) roll of the tide, and gorgeous sunsets painting tall clouds as they floated by from east to west over the ocean.
These are images that will carry me through the coming weeks and months.
2 Things @ Once 
Is that boat pulling away a symbolic representation of your book/calendar projects leaving your computer? Very artsy of you.
Nice Karen. Actually, I’ll take your interpretation one step farther. That’s actually a ferry pulling out of Road Harbour, Tortola and like a ferry, my book projects came back after a little more finagling on my computer. That’s the good news. The bad news is I’m not quite sure why it happened in the first place. Ah, computers. Too often a bundle of riddles wrapped in an enigma.
Nice extended metaphor. You should be a writer! Then you, too, could be surly and miserable and drink too much coffee and rely on popcorn for your last three meals.