hello. lummi island & i are getting along fine & dandy. the days are long as summer days should be. and i spend them surrounded by salty air, the sea, a big snowy mountain that towers over bellingham off in the distance, bleached white driftwood and seashells, a pile of pens, paint brushes, beach treasure, wildflowers, deer, birds, and hardly any people.
we venture off the island every other day or so and head south. there are good things there too, but i love getting on the tiny whatcom chief ferry that doesn’t hold more than 10 cars or so and chugging back to this place.
we met charlotte who gave us a tour of her garden. she sells flowers in tin cans from a stand in front of her house. she’s lived on lummi for 50 years. her garden is splendid!
deer are everywhere including on the beach. we put dandelion flowers behind our ears when we went for a walk in the woods. i bought a book at a used bookstore in port townsend about the sound. i read it at night. i would tell you the title but that would mean i’d have to get up and go look.
tomorrow it will rain and i can’t wait. reading napping arting absorbing the atmosphere. the little dirt road down to our cottage is bumpy and narrow. tall grass and maidenhair ferns and wildflowers and a whole entire forest with moss and leaves and earth and deer line the path on the way in and out.
what are you doing off in your little corner of the world? let us know. we like reading your comments out loud in dramatic voices when we travel.