Everything Must Change

 . . .  There are so little things, so few things in life you can be sure of
Except rain comes from the clouds
Sunlight from the sky
And hummingbirds do fly
Everything must change

Everything, everything must change . . .      From a Nina Simone song.


Late this afternoon I noticed the silhouette trees from the deck view but when I lifted the camera up I could see a gap in the trees on Rabbit Island.  I think logging has begun.  The outlines in my view are going to change.  I can't say when this happened.  I must have just been taking the view for granted and not really looking.