For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
Spring yellow
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: twilight.
From Kai Tai Lagoon, three days ago. You will start to think it is sunny here. Nope, rain since.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
Taken two days ago at Kai Tai Lagoon.
For Cee’s Flower of the Day.
Sometimes paths meet and we walk together for a while.
Still we are separate. Promises made, friends forever
and yet the path diverges, one person leaves. We
can’t see that in the future. I am wary of always and
never, I try not to use them. I will not promise friends
forever: addiction could drive me away or lies or betrayal.
I might still love. I might return to be present for death
but still, I will not say forever.
Because that is a lie.
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I took the photograph yesterday blind. We were on Marrowstone and could not see what was out in the water. It changed shape though. I took this zoomed all the way out and then still couldn’t see what was there until I downloaded the photographs. We thought it was a stick. Or a turtle. Then we wondered if there are turtles in the Salish Sea. I googled Salish Sea turtle and get this: https://www.epa.gov/salish-sea/marine-species-risk. That’s a bit sad. Read on down, though, because it lists seven things we can do to help.
No Salish Sea turtles though.
What about the Olympic Peninsula? Here: https://www.nps.gov/olym/learn/nature/amphibians-and-reptiles.htm. Not an ideal climate for reptiles, it says. Well, no, I agree. No turtles listed, but there are some other reptiles.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: junction.
And still, people are being found under the rubble alive, though far more dead. Prayers and praise for the searchers and the victims and families. A song for them:
Let’s see: sand. We have lots of sand, but the beach here is mostly cold. The water temperature is 45 degrees F today. It ranges from 45-55 here over the year. Wetsuit, drysuit or well, my daughter and her friends would go in. Brrrrr.
I love walking the beaches here though. We can walk 6 miles from North Beach to Cape George if we time the tides right. Marrowstone Island has miles of mostly deserted beach as well. Sand and agates and rocks and eagles and great blue herons and coyotes and sea lions in the water.
Not everyone likes sand though. Here is an example:
And while we are at it, another sea ditty and a favorite: The Crabby Song. I used to sing it at work under my breath. Very professional, right?
She is disappearing as she reads. Why? What is the book? Is it the fire? The campsite? The woodsmoke? Something in the wood itself?
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: vanish.

Apparition.
It was cloudy most of the day yesterday. I went to the beach when the light was fading, so at 3 pm, and the sun was peering underneath the edge of the clouds. Groundhog Day, so does that mean we will only have five more weeks of winter? Or four? Or mixed with the sun peeking through?
I found my first moss agate, too.

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: optimist.
This is not a short watch, but they are where I go when I am worrying.
I think of you as dead.
Love is not dead, not mine for you.
This is not respectful to those
truly dead. Yet you are dead to me
in that you lie and say forever.
Torched and ashes, now it’s never
and the real you is dead to me.
I love the you that made a different choice,
that loved me back. He holds my hand
and walks with me and laughs with me
daily. And there is nothing you can do
to stop him and me. If anyone asks, you are dead
to me, dead forever, and I will love
whoever my heart chooses, for all time.
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