Mystery

Getting breakfast on the ferry to the Gulf Islands late morning, I noticed my book that I was reading floating out there under the sea - it was spooky (so is the book) so I couldn't resist. And then the cormorant took off....
Foggy morning - like pea soup further out in the straits - the foghorns were working regularly, a bowwatch was posted, and then upon arriving at Galiano , Bright sun and calm waters to help us get all our stuff over to the island. And our very kind neighbor came along to help with the big heavy mattress box. How cool is that? Happy to be here!