Blue

Schiff: Johnny
Datum: 14. März 2025
Position: Nordatlantik
Nautische Position: 32°13,5’N 056°24,5’W
Etmal: 100 nm
Gesamte Distanz: 10.148 nm

Today I had my Pathway and didn’t find the media handy, so while making the last few little things for my presentation, I didn’t notice what was happening and wasn’t able to take that many pictures. So here’s a little poetic text about blue.

Every day we see blue. You at home and we at the sea. But we at the sea see blue everywhere. The sky and the sea, the pillows in the messroom and the hoodies we all have. The blue marker on the whiteboard, the caps from the water bottles. The blue ship we’re on.

When we look at the horizon at night and see the nearly black blue everywhere, we don’t even see the small line between the sky and the sea. And when the moon shines at night, so bright we don’t even see the stars, we see the blue again.

And a little bit of white. White is also everywhere. From the breaking waves to the sails. The stars and the moon. The clouds, the sun. The mast and the beam. The bridge, the waterproof doors. Nearly everywhere where no wood is on deck, it’s white.

My favorite colors are blue and green.
And at home, I see these colors everywhere. But more green than blue. The green grass, the green leaves from the plants in our garden, the green forest around my village. The small lakes that are green and not blue.
The blue sky, the blue swimming pool, the blue cars.
Here I don’t see green.

Yes, I am green after we start a new part of our journey, when the waves are big (or not), and I see the others on the railing, but I don’t think this counts.

But where else is green?
The green journey of Juno, my green bedsheets, the green hoodie of Frieda, the small green starboard light.
But there is not the big green like at home and I notice I miss it.
I miss going barefoot through our garden, seeing the green forest everywhere I look.

Here at sea, I found my favorite blue. It’s the blue when it’s cloudy and not the best weather. When the waves break, you can see a dark, light-grey blue.

I think I’m going to miss this color at home. Because: When will I see it again after this journey? Even here it’s rare. I don’t know. And I think that’s a good message for life.

Sometimes you see, hear, feel something. And it’s so often that it’s normal. But when it’s not there, you can miss the smallest things. These basic things that are always there and you don’t even notice on a normal day.
And I think you’re going to miss these things more than the things you notice that aren’t normal.

Like my new blue.
Like green.
At home, I see green everywhere and now not. And I miss it.
And I think I’m going to miss my new blue too. But not this much.

So appreciate your green.

Greetings:

Fynn: Hallo Mama, Papa, Lotta und Tom, ich habe aktuell zwar sehr viel zu tun, freue mich aber sehr, euch bald wieder zu hören und habe hier viel Spaß. Außerdem freue mich sehr auf die Azoren.
Hab‘ euch lieb und bis bald, euer Fynn