This is part of the Inside Passage between the Big Island of Vancouver and Discovery Islands. The shoreline bends into sand and rocks. And toes. Many toes of beachcombers paddling in the ocean. Bringing kites, picnics, (yes, picnics still, even this last weekend in September). This calls for Ginger Water.
"The sea can hypnotize...." (Henrik Ibsen)
GINGER WATER (1880-1910)
½ cup cider vinegar.
1 quart of cold ice water to fill pitcher.
I would like to say that Ginger Water is incredibly yummy.................it's an acquired taste.
While Mitlenatch Island ( a provincial bird sanctuary), off in the distance, is a no land zone for humans......
.............. the gulls land in droves at the shoreline.Shrieking and wailing. Gathering to discuss how to take over the world. They will do a fine job as our leaders. Some day. But not today. Today there is Ginger water, and toes in sand, and cormorants sliding off rocks, and mountains as misty and wonderful as they always are.
"For whatever we lose, it's always ourselves we find in the sea." (E.E.Cummings)
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