It was mid morning and we were late getting started. Most recent days when it was fit to be outdoors, we had previous commitments. It was overcast, 10 degrees C and windy but great for a walk. It was good to be on the boardwalk again.
Off in the distance to the south, the sky was blue. We walked towards the expanding blue and watched the harbour, roiled by the high winds. As we walked along, beams of light broke through the clouds in different locations.
Breaks in the clouds gave sunbeams the avenues to various locations in the Northumberland Strait.
The sea in the foreground looked like chocolate milk as streaks of light spread from the openings in the clouds.
Beams of light played around the lighthouse.
In the distance, the light on the water looked like an energy beam from an old science fiction program. “Beam me up, Scotty,” I said into the heavens as the wind carried the words across the landscape.
Before the sky cleared, the view through the trees resembled a moonlit night.
Light can be an amusing companion.
