The day was one of those Puget Sound at her finest days, and a full-moon (in Gemini) rose to keep me company after an afternoon in Edmonds. I lived on this stretch of Puget Sound 15 years ago and walked the shoreline often. Today, I took myself on a small and precious drive to this Washington town while the jack hammers and beeping trucks below our vardo encampment raised hell with the old sidewalks.I bundled up with hood, hat, scarf and filled my eyes with the bright sun and very cool temperatures. When I was cooled by the crisp north wind to the point of near discomfort, I spotted words running along the cement embankment. This is what was written:
To stand at the edge of the sea, to sense the ebb and flow of the tides, to feel the breath of a mist over a great salt marsh...to have knowledge of things as nearly e t e r n a l as any earthly life can be.
-Rachel Carson
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