Life has been a bit strange this week, with Michelle living in town. It’s not as if she’s traveling out of state, which we’ve experienced before. The weirdness comes from having her so close, yet separate.
The other day she had a couple of hours off, so she came out to the bay. Aly and I hiked out to meet her. We stood on the bay shore as the rising tide crept up the beach, watching a moose browse at the head of the bay, then trot for the treeline. Her huge body completely disappeared each time she stepped down into the grassy creek beds, then rematerialized on the other bank. Finally, she broke into a full gallop until she vanished into the forest. Michelle scooped up rotting seaweed into buckets and bags to mulch her employer’s garden. We chatted about things we’d seen and done lately, noting the strangeness that these were not shared experiences. Continue reading