Going through old files today I came across this...
"Inside to begin the work day...when in he walked with "there are some crazy orcas out there." They couldn't be heard...until out the door...a big pwoofff resounded in my ears.
Off at a run to the ocean's edge to experience their mighty majesty. No mind do they pay to the wind and the rain and the ocean's swells, a breach here and another there. We stood in silence, me and one other, soaking in the awe of it all. Away they went to meet the Js and do what whales do best.
People came and asked throughout the day, "When do the whales come?" We're not sure, we say, but we think....so wait we do. Some gave up and went on their way, but what do you know the whales still came. The ocean was rough, a nasty flood tide, with water spraying off the rocky shore.
The L12s in part came our way and pushed on through. The patient ones, as short or long as the wait was, had a touch of wonder enter their souls.
A good meal was eaten, my soul already filled, and the most beautiful sunset of all."
No, it was no ordinary day.
July 6, 2004
Jeanne Hyde the beginning of a 'journey' that has gone on for 20 years.
