The cowboy and the cello
It rained most of the way from Seattle to the Gulf Islands today and when we arrived at Galiano , the sun came out, the wind died, the water was flat—it was gorgeous! Are lucky we were!! This is friend and blipper MIkeday on the dock at the marina where we loaded our boat to its capacity for the trip over to our little island, with the rusty cowboy garden art (a grandkid birthday present) and her cello, Bella. I must say it was so cool to hear the mellow cello sounds coming through the forest from the guest cottage!