There are many versions of the legend of John Henry Bosworth but the Paul Stookey song that bridges the story to our living asks a question that reaches into my soul, “…if you had been Read More …

As we sailor gripped our way onto the white coral sand we saw the sign.  Welcome.  No, the word was WARNING.  As the salt spray crystallized on my lenses I could read the big letters Read More …

The pristine ancient limestone reef surrounding Pelican Island was a barrier to our presence on the beaches of this island.  The park regulators restricted access so as to keep minimum water below the zodiac to Read More …

There are these concepts we learned in kindergarten, or later!  The idea of sequencing.  The concept of days of the week in the right order.  The connection to mom and dad. Some basic learning we Read More …

Never having been to the northern most point in Canada we took this opportunity to take a snap at the northern most tip of Australia.  A strait away from Papua New Guinea! The irony of Read More …

We could make T S Eliot proud with the borrowing from his poem title, however the Yolngu people of East Arnhem in Australia may have never known the power of their words.  The “bark” petition Read More …

Like dominos the layers of limestone lean on each other till they reach to where the water rushes by. The rushing tidal waters peak at 13 knots as they pass through the Gagarin Rip in Read More …

Above the sink in the Munupi Arts Centre there is a handprint left by an unknown artist and all artists.  Some newer technology could unravel the spirals of the fingers or the hollows of the Read More …

There is a contemplation woven into every island greeting. A prayer pose at rest frames the ocean and in the shade of a tree the vista and the promise of water stage our welcome.  The Read More …

On the ocean-waves in a sheltered bay, Margaret paddles a board to waves beyond the limits of my vision.  The sail boat over the sandbar and reef demarks the horizon.  Just for today we invaded Read More …