TOFINO BOUND!

Winter Beach taken by Chris Lowther

Chestermans Beach, with Lone Cone in the background

When you are in love with place,

the winds blow love your way.

Every day

begins and ends

with pure contentment.

The white, soft sand

blesses the bottoms of your boots,

and the dune grass burns golden

in the amber light just before dark,

when the sun goes down
behind the sea.

Your heart takes flight

on every eagle's wing,

when you are

in love with place,

and it knows

your name.

By now, even newcomers to this site must know of my love affair with Tofino on the wild West Coast of Vancouver Island. This morning I head up there for a few days of beach walking, and hanging with my friend Christine Lowther (poet extraordinaire and fellow cackler) There will be cackling for sure. And there will be a meeting of the Clayoquot Writers Group, of which I was a founding member Back in the Day, and I am apparently to be the guest of honor. Yippee.

So I will be offline for the weekend, but will be back, all rapturous, on Monday afternoon. The hardest part will be getting on the bus and leaving it all behind to come back here. Hopefully not for too long. I am still waiting for that move to happen, and am getting more than a titch impatient with all the Waiting.

Attention Universe: It is TIME!!!!!!