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For a brief time we have all chosen to give up the routines of our lives. We have opted to set aside the stability and certainty of the usual. We’ve left the security of our domesticity, locked the front doors … Continue reading →
From Porpoise Bay to Nanoose Bay – twenty minutes. It would have taken us at least five hours by ferry. Worth the extra money to arrive rested and unfrazzled, that’s for sure.
Flying just above the trees I can see sails luffing in the gentle breeze, dinky toy cars on highway one, house windows sparkle in the rising sun. Gravel pit is a child’s sand box, Mount Richardson just a great pile … Continue reading →
Flying without feathers is not easy; my wings have no feathers. ~Titus Maccius Plautus