day 249: blue-grey-green

Kazzy

day 249: blue-grey-green

For an April Seattle morning, it was more clear and dry than expected, with a blue-grey sky that looked a little like the color of the water in the Puget Sound.  We got up early enough to accomodate the full page of plans we had for the day, and drove north to catch the ferry to Whidby Island.  We would have been thrilled to see a whale or two, but were happy enough to just be together as our little family of four.  We stood out on the deck and the cold wind whipped off the water and right onto our faces, both shouting at us and welcoming us at the same time.  I realized then how much I missed water, having been born just a handful of miles from the ocean in Massachusetts, and growing up in a coastal state.  This felt good.

From Whidby we took a second ferry heading even further west, watching the white mountains approaching from inside that ancient rain forest on the Olympic peninsula.  Mountains in a rain forest.  Geo must have said this aloud tens of times as this Rocky Mountain boy tried to wrap his mind around the idea.  

Thai food and a nice walk down the old main street in Port Townsend, where we would spend a couple of hours before ferrying back to the city on a late afternoon trip that allowed us to stand on the bow and take in the whole beautiful view of Seattle as the evening light reflected off the glass buildings.  I wrapped my jacket tight around me and breathed it all in, while the boys explored the whole vessel.

Then I looked down at my right hand where I was wearing the topaz ring Geo had bought me out on the peninsula.  The blue-grey-green stone symbolizing the sky here, and the water, and the endless trees.  A reminder of our break from the everyday.  Our visit with nature.  And mountains in a rain forest.

ps  I've been practicing my french for my musical monday post I will put up tonight.