Deer off Cortes Island

Having blown my mind a sight I never ever dreamt about.

Deer, a stag to be correct, swimming in the sea. A gag at such a vision. What else is new, or have I seen this all before? It is hard for me now to discern this information, to note down my feelings.

Like running a thousand miles, pains, chills the root of satisfaction.

Which way were the tides running? Running with the stag, the stag running with the flow – out for our daily jaunts the fine clear day surrounds us, although oblivous to the rest in peace we behold each ones agendas.

A deer, of all things, swimming between two islands in BC Canada

5/10/2009 Off Cortes Island