By Therese from just below the bridge on Wednesday, March 23, 2005 - 08:01 pm:
Kent F -- it looks more like the edge of a rock under her foot. No woman would stand on a fish in her good shoes! Fish slime and scales wash away but the smell of rotting salmon remains.
I drove out to Crisp Point two summers ago in my trusty Subaru. We bottomed out a few times but made it all the way on a sunny warm and dusty day. My then-86 yr old mom was with me, growing increasingly worried. "Are you sure it is this way? It can't possibly be this far." When we reached the lighthouse I was enchanted and fell in love immediately -- the lighthouse itself and the clean sweep of shoreline, the gulls, the eagle, the sound of waves. Mom looked around and said in a disgusted voice, "We drove all this way for THAT?" Mom and I agree on most things, but not on lighthouses. God bless her for being willing to defend her opinions.
When work stresses build and my body feels old and tired, I think about the clean wind and sunshine at Crisp Point and feel better.