1. Ferries. They pass all day long. Big and white and sleek, sometimes shining in the sunlight, other times appearing suddenly out of the fog. On a calm night we can even hear them gliding by, the sounds of the motors carrying across the silent dark waters (poetic i know. but thats really exactly how it is!)
2. Eagles. They are everywhere! There's a tree just down the hill toward the pier that they sit in, perched precariously at the top looking majestic and superb. The turn their heads and survey the land (which happens to be Barnabas) like they own it all. I love watching them!
3. Clouds. They happen a lot around here...must be that time of year. They hide the nearby mountains, once in a while allowing a small glimpse of their majesty and grandeur, or SOMETIMES (on very rare occasions i've found) they show the whole coastal mountain range that is visible from Keats. I've even seen Garibaldi! But more often than not they wreath the steps to heaven in mysterious cover, nearby Gambier peaks flirt with mist while the lower island is completely immersed. How romantic.
4. The ocean. Being as Barnabas is right on the waterfront we tend to see the ocean a lot. Obviously. For me it never gets old. The smell, the sounds, the ever-changing colours....I have yet to see a seal or otter or whale or sea animal of some variety but logs float by a lot and trick me into getting excited. And birds are always fooling me into thinking that at last a seal has appeared. I've decided that I will go swimming at least once a month while i'm here. I'm expecting a very very cold experience...also rather enjoyable i'm SURE. Ocean swimming is one of the more ridiculous things i enjoy (in a twisted sort of way).
5. SUNSHINE! In the time I've been here we've had TWO days of sun! And today is one of those days. I just peaked out the window and sunlight is illuminating the Barnabas hillside, the grass is green, the water is blue, the flag on the pier is blowing gently in the breeze.
I love it here.
2 comments:
very poetic, did you come up with all of that?
Of course i did....my mind is a bottomless pit of poetical resources, you should know that Dave.
for this very reason i sucked at poetry in high school. my current theory on this phenom is that i was merely conserving words for such a time as this post.
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