As they entered the protected harbor Jimmy felt like they were entering another world. He didn’t know where to look first and was amazed that the captain was able to concentrate on getting the boat through the disorder.
Jimmy knew he couldn’t have that much discipline. There were just too many things tugging at him, demanding his attention. Just as one thing would enter his view there would be two or more things begging to be noticed.
Jimmy’s first overall impression was of color and movement and constant change. Colorful flags and streamers were flapping in the breeze creating a kaleidoscope of ever-changing patterns and colors.
There were boats everywhere. Sailboats gently rocking at their moorings clothed in signal flags, masts proudly reaching into the cloudless azure sky, the sun g
