It’s that time of year when marine mammals begin making their way farther north. It’s fun to watch from a cliff and see the large whales swimming offshore. When a group goes by it can look like an old-fashioned flat-hose lawn sprinkler shooting spray into the air at intervals. Dolphins are getting ready to move north from California, too. Here we have the Pacific White-sided Dolphin, a beautiful tri-colored animal. The chin, throat and belly are creamy white, while the beak, flippers and back are a dark gray. There are light gray patches on the sides and a further light gray stripe running from above the eye to below the dorsal fin where it thickens along the tail stock. A dark gray ring surrounds the eyes.
Continue reading...8. March 2009
Visiting the Helix Nebula I love outer space. I’ve never been a sci-fi fan or a Trekkie or—gasp—even seen Star Wars! But since I was a little girl growing up in the Pacific Northwest I’ve loved sleeping outside during the summer under the stars. It’s one of the reasons I love camping, because it gets me [...]
Continue reading...1. March 2009
Blustery, stormy morning—the tallest firs are whipping around like saplings. Then for just a few moments, the dense shroud tears apart, revealing pieces of blue sky changing shape as fast as the wind can whisk the grayness by. And suddenly, falling from the clouds over the Strait, wide and curvy—my own rainbow…and then a faint twin appears, though its colors are reversed. It is a sign? Am I supposed to double some effort? Reverse a plan? Amplify some delight?
Continue reading...17. February 2009
A pale green luminous band arcs overhead, silhouetting a fir tree with unearthly light. Bands of rose and orange light glow just above the horizon, but the sun and the half moon set together hours ago, so it is no playful trick on their part. Nor are there large city lights nearby to shine the sky. Even the geese on the lagoon are aroused.
Continue reading...9. February 2009
Cold, starry night—bright full moon orb rises over the ridge, gleaming onto the bay. So slowly that I must look away then back again to measure it, an orangey glow spreads across her face. Her light fades to one bright spot on the edge, like an eyeball bouncing rays off its cornea. Then the moon simply darkens and becomes a mystical peach—glowing, rising between her acolytes Saturn and Regulus.
Continue reading...7. February 2009
While I do value each day as it unfolds and enjoy the special beauty each confluence of weather and season provides, by February it’s difficult not to yearn for spring. I purposely pause to applaud each glimpse, as when this morning the sun made a brief appearance, pushing wisps of fog away, transforming the bay back and forth from gray to blue to steel to an azure reflection.
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18. March 2009
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