Gratitude—Happy Thanksgiving

You can’t help but feel gratitude when looking out at the horizon, where the vast sky falls silently into the ocean. Some days, the line between sky and water is barely perceptible. It feels like you are standing on the edge of an infinite blue space. Maybe the edge of the universe.

There are still places on this island where you can experience this kind of openess by yourself. There is room to think and then room to let the breeze and waves wash those thoughts way, far away.

Before I fall into the abyss of silence, Prudence barks, tail wagging, ready for action—but that moment of peace is a touchstone for the rest of the day.