Early Friday morning the sun was so bright that it nearly hid the Olympic Mountains as they stood majestically above town. As I walked along Ediz Hook ducks paddled along the shallow water and seagulls circled overhead. A heron settled on a log floating in the harbor. The tide crawled in quietly and caressed the sand, and then it retreated, only to crawl back in again.
I watched a pilot-boat heading out and I watched a ferry enter the harbor. As I continued to walk the clouds grew darker. A slight breeze rippled the water and the tall grasses swayed gracefully. As I embraced the solitude, I was grateful that there are no major malls nearby.