The cat, the rat and the owl

Halt, search no further... I have discovered something that is more maddening than a mosquito buzzing in your ear... Are you ready for this? A mosquito, inside your full face helmet ear pocket... buzzing in your ear. Buzzing hysterically actually... Honestly, if I could have I would have given blood and suffered the itchy bite for a whole week to make it stop!!!! 99.9% of my starship crew were concentrating strictly on coordinating the delicate balance involved in biking up a steep hill, not spinning out and keeping my front tire down.

I couldn't get my glove inside my helmet to rid me the nuisance either, so I settled for looking like I'd developed a nervous psychotic twitch. Which after 30 seconds of up close and personal, I pretty much had.

So ignoring and forgetting the uphill bits, where I most certainly was buh-hiking again... the ride down was great, we chased the golden streaks of sunlight through the trees. The ligh crisp evening air, along with the gentle breeze filtering down from the wind rustling through the tops was a welcome relief from the sauna of civilization.

My favorite part on this ride, was finishing up with an ethereal glimpse of town, looking like some magically hidden Lord of the Rings village... braving the mosquitoes long enough to take a picture and thinking 'Wow, I actually live here!'

I've repressed the last monsterous hill you have to climb to get back to the damn truck.

Sent... While in transit ;)

As the sun sets

Even the scruffy crab docks become gilded for a few moments as the sun goes down.

Squeee!

Saw a whole herd of dolphins, they came right past the boat! I'd show you the video clip I got if I could figure out how to upload it, but it would have to come with a strong warning that side effects of viewing may include sea-sickness, nausea, irritability, listlessness and lack of motivation.

I'm the luckiest girl in the entire world!

Patchwork

The interface, where the ocean meets the shore. It is a blank piece of paper awaiting inspiration with bated breath...

Sparkling with anticipation the first rays of sunlight caress the ever restless waves as they roll in. Reveling in their playful eternal dance with the sand and stones of the beach. A dance as old as the ocean itself.

I leave only footprints, but what my soul takes from the solitude is immeasurable, patching holes I was never aware existed.

Making me whole again.

The patches become a quilt painstakingly made with love. Each piece a though, a moment, becomes a treasured memory. Together they tell the story of my life. Reinforcing each other, and in some places overlapping. The pieces themselves are not warm, but together they hold the heat from a fire deep within.

Early morning glow balls

These are a couple I shot on the way to work this morning, wasn't up in time to catch the early morning dew... but still kinda neat