She Who Must Be Obeyed has had a couple of 0600 mornings and I’ve wandered down to the shorefront in town to try and catch some morning light views of the Olympics (thwarted by summer haze both times). The Sound was slick yesterday morning save for a few harbor seal dimples and the ‘almost not there’ wake of a guy enjoying the quiet morning in his scull.
Beautiful waters aren’t only for fishing.
