Here's another picture taken a few days ago near my house on the way to the post office. It's where Whatcom Creek lets out into the bay.
A day of another new and interesting thinking I've always wanted to do, and that's visit an acupuncturist. It felt like a cross between a sauna and meditation. And things change in my world (like the roommate moving out - more another time), and for some odd reason I felt a sense of clarity and refreshment after I left there. Considering my disdain for western medicine, placing my faith in a centuries old practice made me feel mush better than placing my care in an over-educated drugs rep (which is what I view many doctors as in today's crippled healthcare system).
Something is afoot in this little seaside town and many different people have told me about the odd energy stirring here. I don't know why I said that, maybe I have nothing more to say...
Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?