Last week, over Passover, for the first time and forever, two hummingbirds left the nest so painstakingly and exactingly constructed for their care, comfort, and development. It took several weeks for momma bird to build and decorate the nest before laying her eggs. Soon after, her babies broke their shells and grew as she faithfully fed them. At some point, the two chicks barely fit in the nest, and there was no longer room for momma. Thus, the goal toward which they had all endeavored arrived. It was time to go, and go they did to see the world as so many birds do in the spring. The nest is now empty and in our possession aboard our boat. As did the hummingbirds, we too left a comfortable nest, beautifully decorated. Until recently, our two young boys had known only one house as their home, growing there since days after birth. Yet for as long as they could remember, they’d been aware that someday we’d leave our home, board a boat, and sail around the world. Three months ago, we moved aboard Kandu. In a few months, instead of spreading our wings, we’ll unfurl our sails. In the meantime, we’ll practice sailing and navigating. And in October, we’ll begin our adventure south, toward the southern hemisphere’s spring and the great big world, similar to our hummingbird neighbors.