Saturday, January 05, 2008
It was a wonderful getaway. We hiked, mostly in the rain, our waterproof pants and jackets rustling through the woods. I've always had the desire to be able to walk silently through the woods like the First Nations people of old - quiet on mocassined feet. That is not to be.
The woods and beaches are full of evocative aromas - fir and cedar mingle with rotting leaves and black earth. Sea kelp lies in strands on the beach. Driftwood, oceans of it, strewn upon the rocks and sand gives off the breath of sodden wood.
This photo is of one of the bridges over Deception Pass at the north end of Whidbey Island. I like the punch the Coke delivery truck gives.
Quiet, intricate beauty in the woods.
School begins on Monday - just another few weeks until I'm done. I have mixed emotions - I love teaching, especially French, but other things call me.