
I don't know if it's the fact that the sun seems forever gone when it rains in the Pacific Northwest, or if my body seems to know winter is coming and wants to go into hibernation. Lately I am tired. Uninspired. I thought today I would treat myself to a day of rest, but all that has left me feeling is lazy, unproductive, and full of cake (the last is probably easily explained, since all I have eaten today is, you guessed it, cake). My shoulder hurts. I deeply want some extra sleep and my brain/body won't relax to let that happen.
So today I have to admit, I'm not particularly moved by this photo, and I feel I should be. It was taken about a mile from the face of the glacier, which is allegedly the closest the ship was able to make it into the harbor the entire season. It doesn't look like much until you realize the pieces of ice in the water are easily the size of a car. The ice really is that color of blue; nature did it, I didn't need to edit it. I actually saw a huge piece fall off of the glacier, and by the time the cracking sound made it to us, I was only just sputtering out that it had happened. For the record, it made a similar sound to what watermelon does when you crack the rind, only much bigger.
If I could have found a quote today, it would have been something relating to the unstoppable power of nature or the enormity of the universe. Maybe something about change or strength. I like other peoples' words because they say what I want to say, but more simply. Their words endure over generations. Instead, today you get my words and their short history.