When it gets to be this time of year, the holidays are through, with many cheerless months ahead, yet to be endured.
Many folks start in remembering. Melancholy for a Summer lost. Longing for the Spring to come.
Me, I like to hunker down and set myself to dreaming. By building a ship that requires such care. With many parts and many steps, and all the paint and rigging.
Finally finished and put on the shelf, I turn to find that Spring has sprung. Filled with dreams, my ship sets sail, for the rolling shores of Summer.