The View from Scuttle Bay

The mellow of fall is upon us…

Nature’s first green is giving way to gold, her hardest hue to hold*…

Scuttle Bay

So we savor a quiet Sunday afternoon on a rocky shore


among busy crabs and  sea roaches scurrying to keep ahead of the rising tide


They have little notion of the glorious world they inhabit…

P1160343My hero



And we see but the faintest rumors of what will yet be…

The Strait


For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us. Rom.8:18



*Nothing Gold Can Stay

Robert Frost, 1874 – 1963

Nature’s first green is gold, 
Her hardest hue to hold. 
Her early leaf’s a flower; 
But only so an hour. 
Then leaf subsides to leaf. 
So Eden sank to grief, 
So dawn goes down to day. 
Nothing gold can stay.

…and behold, it was very good

On Sunday afternoon we took a mountain bike jaunt over to what we call the “Tiny Town” overlook .  It’s been such a long time.


The bears have sort of taken over this area so I’ve stayed away.  But as the cooler weather comes they seem to retreat…so we ventured forth.


Speaking of cooler weather… This poor old fly has been grounded by the cold, reduced to creeping and hopping his days away. .


But he certainly does have a splendid place to do it!


Meanwhile the Paper Mill hums away down below…It is the reason our town exists, so we don’t mind…

P1130025Once the largest pulp and paper mill in the world, it has dwindled to a fraction of its former glory.  But still the chips come in (the pale ones for paper pulp, the dark ones for fuel to make steam and to generate power)… and every third day a barge full of paper ships out… while “The Hulks”  (abandoned concrete ships) do breakwater duty…


I can just imagine God surveying His creation from such a vantage point…


…and declaring it ‘very good’!


We agree!



“And God saw everything that he had made, and behold, it was very good.  And there was evening and there was morning, the sixth day.  Thus the heavens and the earth were finished, and all the host of them.” Gen.1:31; 2:1

Come walk with me?


Winter’s here and the poplar woods are bleak and bare…
It’s a bit of a chore without even the dog for company, but I have in my mind’s eye a destination:


The Strait is really rather lovely, any time of year!


With front-row seating besides!


For the earth shall be filled with the knowledge of the glory of the LORD, 
as the waters cover the sea. Hab.2:14