"I'm a wolf-child girl, howling for you, wild flower."

The Cult.

I should probably write something, but self-censorship prevents me from really going for it. This is one of my great failings as a 'writer.' Therefore, I offer yet another photo. This one features three little islands - Snake Island, Five Finger Island and the Hudson Rocks - faintly visible in the distance. As always, Texada looms vaguely in the background.

Georgia Straight at sunset, just outside of Roberts Bank. The only thing missing from this picture is a nice floating bridge, packed with stalled vehicles due to remedial engineering work being done on the span after one of the anchors unexpectedly sinks further into the silt ocean floor. There would also a be a small boat, containing a Global TV news crew doing a story on the urgent necessity of bringing back a ferry service.