Day 7

How do you explain glaciers? The beauty of this frozen water that surpasses the time of ages. The way it decorates the mountains in such a design that draws people here. These glorious white strong glaciers. Shades of white and changing depths hanging from the mountains and slowly...sometimes quickly changing shapes. So strong they can move rock, yet a whisper of a vibration and the glacier breaks. With that small movement a crackling, crumbling sound is heard...the kind that echoes deep inside you like a base drum....and soon the reaction is seen as a strip of ice berg falls smoothly into the bay. Heavy and beautiful, it shouts a final goodbye to the part left clinging to the mountain. Rings of waves form the impact, soaking the shore and smothering the rocks.


I wish that you could come and sit here beside me...in this chair and look out on the scene that surrounds. It's 7pm and the sun is just dipping into an afternoon position casting an outstanding light onto everything it touches. The wind has carved the aged snow resting on the hills to the port side of the boat. The icebergs on the starboard side still hold their blue glow and the water...it's golden...sparkling gold with a deep bright blue. I didn't know water so deep could shine blue...not black or a dark foggy blue...but a clear clean blue. I tried taking a photo, but then threw it down on the bed in disappointment. Nature can not be captured by a man made device. We might try to create, but it doesn't compare. This 360 3D imagine can not be reproduced. It's a gift to be here. A gift to see this. An opportunity that I am grabbing and holding onto with thankfulness. Snow. Ice. Water. Sun. Clouds. Wind. Stone. All arranged in a way that I can't quite grasp...can't describe...can barely absorb just sitting here. What more can be said? This keyboard must stop for this moment and this laptop closed. I need to just look and breath in my surroundings.