One Man's Paradise

Rain, Mist, and Clouds – № 3

“So fine was the morning
except for a streak of wind here and there
that the sea and sky looked all one fabric,
as if sails were stuck high up in the sky,
or the clouds had dropped down into the sea.”

Virginia Woolf


Another beautiful morning in the Taiya Inlet. Despite the gloomy forecast we had some amazing days. Not all visitors may appreciate the mist and fog providing a mysterious backdrop to our mountains. I have never been to Misty Fjords, but I imagine that’s what this place could look like.

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Misty morning in the Taiya Inlet, Alaska

The rainy  weather has brought out the mushrooms in droves. More about that later.

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Rain, Mist, and Clouds – № 2

“The rain is falling all around,
It falls on field and tree,
It rains on the umbrellas here,
And on the ships at sea.”

Robert Louis Stevenson


Normally cruise ships arrive quietly early in the morning, as to not wake up their passengers. Not so on days like this, when dense fog covers the Lynn Canal. Despite modern electronics, the captains still use the traditional fog horn to make their presence known.

They may sound like wounded animal searching for a safe harbor, but when the ships appear out of nowhere, they seem to find their dock with great precision and ease.

Robert Stevenson, a Scottish poet, writer, and traveler. His journey finally led him to Samoa, where he built a farm and bonded with the locals.

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Life

Clouds, Mist, and Rain

“Clouds come floating into my life,
no longer to carry rain or usher storm,
but to add color to my sunset sky.”

Rabindranath Tagore


The storms that drifted into my life lately have brought mist and rain. Considering we are in the middle of August that is not surprising. The rainy season is about to begin. Mushrooms are popping up everywhere, the first yellow leaves are falling to the ground…

The clouds have also brought colors into the sunset sky. Or is it that the sun is actually setting? By 10PM I need to switch on the lights to read. They were not needed during the earlier part of summer.

So I will consider Mr. Tagore’s advice and enjoy the colorful sunsets.

Rabindranath Tagore was an Indian poet, who won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1913.

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