The sun, barely ripe on the bay’s horizon, offers the promise of warmth later in the day. The morning is still cool with a hint—an afterthought, really—of remaining mist. Hugging oneself in the muted hush of dawn’s solitude, we revel in the bone-deep pleasure of having the porch almost to ourselves. The only other occupant are clothesline thoughts that open their souls—slowly—as mussels do when steamed.
I’m struck by the clarity with which my dear friend, Canadian artist Terrill Welch, has captured the moment in Breezy Bay Morning on Saturna Island, a 36 x 36 inch oil on canvas painting that offers a private view where we inhale the glory of brine-tanged air, take in the contours of the land and distant bay, and if we’re willing, allow nostalgia to sweep through us, carried by a wave of retrospection.
Perfectly set at arm’s reach, the pulley allows us to retrieve memories, much like scenes in a play. Some evocative and positive, soaked in the freshness of purifying sunlight; others flap and snap in the gust of pre-storm turbulence. Seasoned, those of us who’ve lived any life know that reminiscing is often a bittersweet experience.
The world is chaotic. The serene setting in Breezy Bay Morning on Saturna Island offers a gentle porch view.
Every clothesline tells a story—even the one in our mind’s eye. What’s yours?
© Laurie Buchanan
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Previously published on Tuesdayswithlaurie.com.
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Photo by Laurie Buchanan