Perhaps...a world class eco-reserve. With changing ownership of the beautiful and unique beach/dune/costal forest property, there might be a chance to pull off something quite a few of us Islanders have been dreaming of for years. Today a strategy session at Therese's place on Dean Bay (not far from Carter). Interesting participants, interesting ideas. My job—to write up a preliminary proposal.

Cloud over Serendipity, just as we jumped in for a late afternoon swim. No problem, though, as it was still plenty hot, even without sunshine.

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The Moment

The moment when, after many years
of hard work and a long voyage
you stand in the centre of your room,
house, half-acre, square mile, island, country,
knowing at last how you got there,
and say, I own this,

is the same moment when the trees unloose
their soft arms from around you,
the birds take back their language,
the cliffs fissure and collapse,
the air moves back from you like a wave
and you can't breathe.

No, they whisper. You own nothing.
You were a visitor, time after time
climbing the hill, planting the flag, proclaiming.
We never belonged to you.
You never found us.
It was always the other way round.

Margaret Atwood