Taking more walks now that my gym is closed. To be sure, the view is better. This lovely tug is the Island Venture, making her Salish Sea gravel run from south to north on a quiet spring evening. She often chugs past my sister's kitchen window on her way to Anacortes and beyond. She is likely unaware that I wave and wish her a good journey whenever I see her, but I wave anyway.
On this night, mist turns the islands to gray, and my town is bathed in the soft peach light of a spring sunset.
On this night, mist turns the islands to gray, and my town is bathed in the soft peach light of a spring sunset.
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