sunsetlight

Back for a night into the world of wifi and wooden docks dovetails perfectly into a chance to upload a play and walk to shore rather than rowing in.

Friday Harbor is the epicenter of boating in the San Juan Islands of Washington State. A summertime playground where mega-yachts mingle equally with day sailors and commercial fishermen. At the end of the day, with most everyone settled in for the evening, the chance to see the congregation of boats big and small is always impressive.

Here the mirror surface of the inner harbor plays with the silhouettes of radar domes, satellite dishes, and the dissipating contrails of passing planes as the sunsets.

An iron cannonball from the Civil War acts as a sundial on my outdoor table. I can’t imagine what it would be like to be on a field of battle where projectiles like this were randomly hurtling through space intended to maim or kill. I think you’d have to abandon yourself to the forces of chance and fate. Now the object is a peaceful paperweight casting a shadow from the ultimate point source of light.