Going Home

“And now this blog may fall silent for a few days as we continue packing and begin the long journey back home to Highlands,” I wrote on Tuesday.  But Wednesday morning I awoke to such a remarkably beautiful morning sky that I just had to post once more.

It had rained overnight, but the sky was just starting to break apart into blue sky to the east, while there were ominous-looking clouds to the west.  I took this video from the dune-top deck, east to west.

I began my Tai Chi immediately after taking the video, and had almost finished when those ominous clouds had approached and I felt a scattering of raindrops on my head.  By the time I had finished, it was coming down pretty hard, but it was a gentle rain and I did not mind at all as I walked back down the walkway to the condo, turning my face up to the sky to feel it falling. 

Five minutes later the sun was shining, and I took this photo of a ghostly partial rainbow over the adjoining houses and the playground equipment.  By the time I started running, an hour later, any trace of clouds had completely disappeared, and I had a good run down to the picnic area, including some hard intervals, and came back on the beach.

On the horizon these past few mornings I have noticed that there is a ship, just off Beaufort inlet, not a fishing boat but an ocean-going freighter.  It is waiting for the right time and tide to begin to make the long voyage across the turbulent ocean, going home.  Safe voyage, sailors!  May the winds be at your back.