First, I wanted to acknowledge and thank everyone for your incredible outpouring of kindness after my recent post. We feel so lucky, and so loved – and it helps me accept that everything will work out. And now for something completely different:
Pt. Reyes, California: site of geologic marvels and earth movements under the San Andreas Fault; beautiful Tomales Bay – paradise for swimmers, kayakers, and wildlife; and beaches and cliffs where you can watch whales.
But what of the haunting bugle of the Tule elk, emerging from the fog during their mating season like I imagine the ancient and now-extinct Irish elk? Passing the old ranch at the trailhead to Tomales Point, B. and I encountered hundreds of these magnificent beasts one (eventually) sunny day not long ago. Falcons soared the air currents, dodging a raven somersaulting around a murder of crows. In Norse mythology, the pair of ravens Huginn and Muninn fly around the world (Midgard), bringing knowledge to the god Odin. I wondered what information they’d bring to us, as we stood in a chill wind, mossy and lichen-covered stones on a cliff overlooking the whale-filled, churning sea.