June 4, 2008
A friend of ours on the north end of the island enjoys this sight each time he walks in his front door, as do I each time I visit. This was the view from his deck two evenings ago: an archipelagenous melange (I love making up words) of boundary water humps ruled by the U.S. and British Columbia in theory, and by the glaciers of yore in fact. Even on an overcast day, the serenity is unmatched. Perhaps, especially on one.