to those early risers. to the ones who find joy in the morning light when the warmth of your bed is not strength enough to hold you in it. to coffee and the awake. to the birds who still sing with cloud sitting low, enchanting the air and enticing us from our homes. to moving swiftly across rocks and water, to the colours of life growing and glowing under and above water. to the goats. to the climb and the (water)fall. to the dip and the rise, of our paddles and the fog.
to the bears on the shore. to the salmon, to their capture and to their escape.
to the sluggish movement of two dead birds, cooked slowly and enjoyed four nights over.
to lightening up.