I was feeling the stress of the time crunch with this sailing canoe project, wandering our local grocery store for dinner with my head somewhere else, when I found myself in the familiar territory of the beer aisle. It's like my subconscious was trying to tell me to relax. Not being one that dares neglect his psyche, I went ahead and perused. For the first time ever I found inspiration on a bottle, rather than in it. The picture above is from a Full Sail Amber label: early pioneers in Virginia sailing what look like canoes. It's hard to tell, but I'm going to go ahead and say they're canoes.
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