A cold wind is blowing in. The fire in the shop stove is blazing. The winter season is on. Stella, after a long summer almost finished on the shop floor while I was off being a boatman, has finally come to the end of our part of her journey. She needs sails and a rigger now. Dr. John has taken her home. Bye bye, beautiful! It was such a treat birthing you.

Back on the shop floor, Omo gets her ribs mended.

Janek screws on a new side panel. Spooge oozes.

The magic worked. Gunwales back on.

The corner fillets are cooking.

I guess we will need to touch up the paint.