Mukilteo Musings

I love looking at the water. I did not realize how it changes from hour to hour. Sometimes there are waves with white caps and then there will be calm places and then wide swaths where the tide is moving and currents have been created. I love that we are this close that we can see the individual waves.

Our eagle soared by this morning. He helped ease my rage over the oil spill near Edmonds. I do not understand how such a horrible mistake could be made. A seal has died and crabs are dying and clam beds have been destroyed.