As I was admiring the beautiful view this morning, I noticed that there was something missing. The buoy which I use to moor my boats has disappeared. It must have floated off to some nearby beach where some happy boater will retrieve it and use for himself, compliments of a negligent Southworth Sailor. The last time that inspected the line, I felt confident it could make it through the winter. Evidently not! Well, this means that I will have a little work this spring a some low tide, trying to retrieve my anchor line. This evening we helped out with the Angel Tree banquet at church, where children of incarcerated parents receive gifts that are requested by their parent and purchased by church members. It was a great evening of joy and appreciation.