Bellingham Bay - 8am Saturday
In order for my most recent post to truthfully be the penultimate post, I need an ultimate one. This is it.
I leave Bellingham with a warm knowing in my heart that no matter where I end up on my journeys, I remain fortunate to call the most beautiful place in the world ‘home’. This is Bellingham Bay, looking frosty-delicious on Saturday morning as Deborah and I were getting ready for a paddle. mmh mmh mmmh!
