Roots

Following your way back home to your roots, particularly when your age qualifies you for a free bus pass, is a heart-warming and nostalgic experience. Every sound and scent reminds you of your childhood. Here’s a taste of where my roots come from: salt water, a brisk wind, the sound of crunching pebbles under foot on a long and deserted beach, and the acidic scent of the sea mixed with seaweed.

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A typical Puget Sound lighthouse next to the keeper’s house with the ferry berthing in the background.

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This is how we get from one side of Puget Sound to the other side – by ferry. Great fun, great ride, fabulous views and gawd-awful coffee.

We are in Hawai’i now, soon to take the Admiral’s launch for a tour of Pearl Harbor. More photos later.

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4 Comments Add yours

  1. becca givens says:

    Love this photo!! 😀 Have fun!

  2. I love that smell.. sea and seaweed! Have a wonderful journey!!

  3. ah the smell of seaweed and sea, and the accompanying sea breeze. Love it, but then I”m biaised 🙂 Safe and happy travels

    1. Misky says:

      Thanks, Claire. I’m back home to the rain and cold of Sussex now. I had a lovely few weeks though visiting with family. 🙂

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