Island Living…

We don’t actually live on an island, but still… you’ve got to take a ferry to find long flat miles to pedal… So one fine morning in order to make the most of some pre-fall sunshine we took off for Vancouver Island to pedal…

Ironically, our ultimate destination was another much smaller island…

via a smaller ferry…

Lovely country roads wend by pastures and quiet haunts… even a picturesque marsh.

We even got to do some walking this time around…

up a woodland trail in cool dappled shade to an overlook of …

the lighthouse station on Chrome Island!

Now that would be a little place to live; we’d have to get a stationery tandem!
I think I shall count my blessings…

Whew! by day’s end we’d pedaled 68 miles and I was more than ready for the ferry ride home…

--LS

 

He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters. Ps.23:2

Reflections…

We buzzed slowly up Loon Lake in little old Bombie

to our favorite deserted island,

pungent with the irresistible elixir of sun-baked sphagnum moss…

to spend the afternoon alone

together

Well, not quite alone…the beach was rather crowded with these miniature frogs…

and there definitely were onlookers who viewed us with suspicion for having come to spoil their repose.

But otherwise, we had the world to ourselves.

And I couldn't help reflecting, why us, here, now…

At leisure to enjoy such beauty… (and such reflections!)

I don’t have the answers except to know that it is all of grace,
and I am grateful.

--LS

He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all—how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things? Rom.8:32