Warmest birthday swim ever for Caitlin. The water was like a bathtub and the sky is brilliant blue. A northwest swell but no wind. A pair of horned grebes on the sea. Settled high and another brilliant summer continues.
Sunday, September 3, 2017
Birthday swim
Warmest birthday swim ever for Caitlin. The water was like a bathtub and the sky is brilliant blue. A northwest swell but no wind. A pair of horned grebes on the sea. Settled high and another brilliant summer continues.
Sunday, October 16, 2016
The calm after the storms.
Thursday, October 13, 2016
Home in the murk
Watching the weather develop and evolve these past days is amazing. Every fall I feel the liveliness of the energy in the October storms. There is life in them: they clear the leaves and fall trees and fill the creeks with water for the salmon to find.
This evening is murky. There is a lot of water in the atmosphere and it's warm. The forecast is also murky, and we look forward 36 hours to what might be a very bad typhoon remnant if it its us in just the right way. For today though, last night's storm has moved on and a second is building in, the preludes to something truly magisterial.
Wednesday, October 12, 2016
Clouds are building in now and the first of three storms is approaching tonight.
Location:An uncompromising sky
The light comes through
The sun continues its travels south, cresting over Eagle Ridge as seen from my house this morning. I love the dark cool mornings of fall. This morning's sky is laced with cirrus clouds as the clear calm weather we have had begins to break down. Three big storms are coming with damaging winds expected and up to 20cm of rain. It is going to be wet and scary for a few days, especially for folks new to Bowen. Their first major wind storms.
Tuesday, October 11, 2016
Inquisitive morning
Tuesday, March 8, 2016
I love this place
I love the Indian plum blooming in February.
I love the glassy transparent green of Mannion Bay in the evening.
I love the smell of soil coming to life in the forest.
I love a local cafe covered in blue hearts.
I love the creeks rushing into the sea, over waterfall and between the roots of cedars and firs.
I love the way people's shoulders drop and the way they take lungfuls of air after walking off the ferry.
I love that I can't go anywhere without being interrupted with a hello.
Just gratitude this morning.
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