Cleared for landing in spite of poor visibility.

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: label.

I found this rock on Marrowstone Island, last week. All of the rocks are bright in the sun, especially right after the tide washes over them, but this one stands out.

The surface has layers and layers of mica. Apparently there are 57 different mica minerals, here, so I am not enough of an expert to know which it is. I can see the layers of flakes of mica. This is a beautiful rock.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: grasp.
“The higher I fly, the flatter the earth looks.”


Taken July 14, 2022 on Marrowstone Island.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: flatter.
When someone tries to hit me
I fight back
I didn’t worry much in clinic
even when patients yelled
it indicated they were upset
and usually I knew why
Not much fear there.
So what do I fear?
Abandonment
and lies
the one who says they care
that we will be friends
even that they love me
and later walk away
But that has already happened
more than once
and I survive
and the Beloved is still here
and there
and everywhere I am
and everywhere you are
and everything is connected
so there is no fear
and even a chance
that abandoned
I still thrive
____________________
The photograph is from Marrowstone Island in July 2022.
I walked on Marrowstone Island yesterday, south from East Beach. There was a super low tide, to -3.38 at 1:07 pm. When the tide came in, it was at +8.76, so that is a huge difference.
There were almost no people, but the group enjoying the low tide were the great blue herons! I counted 14. At one point they all alerted, and a bald eagle came down and perched on the rock that a heron had been on. There must be some very delicious food for the herons with the low tide. The eagle seemed to be considering heron to be a delicacy.
Here is the eagle (and the great blue herons moved!)

I came home with one very lovely agate.


For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: littoral.
Taken at Fort Worden, up on the hill, with fog slowly clearing, August 2022.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: hills.
I was trying to think of a debacle. Oh. Getting my fourth pneumonia, March 21, 2021, Covid-19. This is the first pneumonia that put me on oxygen. The fast heart rate, dropping ten pounds, and feeling anxious were familiar from the other three. This photograph was from December 2021, visiting Maryland. We did a bike ride. I was pretty happy that I was able to do it, though the last mile had a sloping uphill that made me think I was not very strong. Oxygen helped.
And Covid-19 is a debacle that we are still trying to understand and absorb and avoid and heal and recover from. I am reading an article that entirely denies viruses existing. I guess it’s like porn on the internet: they say if there is a story, there is a porn version. Every possible idea of what has happened over the last three years is out there, though this article doesn’t make any sense at all.
I don’t remember who took the photograph of me. It may be a steathie. I needed oxygen at night and whenever I was being active, but not at rest. Ok, at rest talking.
Things and people were lost and found and lost during Covid-19. I spent a lot of time on our beaches. I am so grateful for the beaches.

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: debacle.
The network of mycelium can be enormous and there is increasing evidence of communication between species: mycelium to trees or rhizomes to trees or trees to other trees. But it isn’t infinite, is it?
Taken in 2018 hiking in the Olympics.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: infinity.
This tree has come down the cliff and is on it’s way out.

Debris soon to be.

The ocean is taking it already and the tides will carry it off or tear it apart.

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: debris.
And what is this person driven by?

Ooooooo, another fabulous agate!

Treasure everywhere, especially at the beaches!
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: driven.
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