Today, we went to one of my favorite places in the world, a place we call the "Glass Beach" near Port Townsend. We packed a picnic lunch, and walked out on the ebb tide for about 4 miles (each way). We LOVE this hike, and have been doing it as long as the kids have been able to walk even a part of it. They have spent many happy hours of their lives climbing the cliffs, looking for beach glass, picnicking and enjoying the view of Victoria, B.C. and Whidbey Island across the Strait of Juan de Fuca.
Here are photos of David and Katie enjoying the cliffs and the beach, in 2005.
Below is a picture of Katie and me in 2006, before she became ill, in front of a rock we have dubbed "Pomegranate Rock," and one of Gregg and David today, on the other side of the same rock.
I love this beach so much that I have been known to ask to spend the day there for my birthday present.
David wrote Katie's name in the sand...and I found more heart-shaped glass than I ever have.
David found the heart-shaped rock.
I am not usually concerned about finding heart-shaped pieces of glass, but I kept finding them today, and I began to feel that they were from Katie. I told the guys that I felt she was with us, putting them in our path.
One of my friends has a blog called "Contemplative Photographer." Her name is Diane Walker, and she is a gifted photographer. She wrote an entry in February that featured a heart-shaped piece of glass that she believes was put in her path by Katie. You can find her link on the sidebar on my blog; here is a link to that entry: http://woodenhue.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-know-this-picture-isnt-up-to-my-usual.html. The rare, red glass heart that she gave to me, and her writing about it, came to mind today. Thank you again for this gift, Diane.
I hope that if you were in western Washington today, you also enjoyed the sun and the warmth.