This is a long story from not too long ago, far off on the southwest coast of Canada. The rain has been raining and we have been having grey days well into what should be summer in middle June. But on this particular evening about 6:30 pm or so the sky clears and the sun shines as if she hasn’t been missed. We look at each other. I grab the camera bag and David his sweater. We scramble into my old blue ford truck, Miss Prissy, which right now gurgles more loudly than usual with a small hole developing in the exhaust. About 10 minutes from our home on Mayne Island, Georgina Point Heritage Part and Lighthouse are our destination.
No this photograph was not taken on this particular evening. It is from late in May at about noon. I just wanted to show you where we are going to be situated for this particular story. You can park yourself on that bench there between the lighthouse and the flag pole beside David or you can wander along the rocky shore with me. Either way, it is a quiet evening with the flapping of the Canadian flag overhead being the loudest sound to be heard.
The grass is getting tall and is in full bloom. For those with allergies you will be glad the wind calm. I notice a rather large cedar stump has been marooned on the shore.
It is oh so still.
The sun is warm on our back and shoulders as the smell of the sea water drifts lazily upwards. It is a time of noticing simple pleasures like the crevices in the sandstone.
David seems to be enjoying his time on bench and blends nicely into our surroundings.
I seem to see a few of you have joined him there on his perch overlooking the Strait of Georgia at the entrance into Active Pass. No pushing now! Shhhh. We seem to be the only ones here. But this might not be entirely so. I decide to go back up by the stairs.
Did you notice them in the first photograph of the lighthouse? No this is not the way I came down. That would have been far too sensible. For those that followed me it is a good thing you had sturdy non-slip shoes on.
The large swinging yellow blooms are gone from the tree now but it is still lovely in the early evening light.
Not much to see really.
The sandstone is as always a constant muse and of pattern and light. We sit awhile picking up small sounds and movement that tell us we are not alone. A couple of seals cough and snort a little to the left.
They always seem to have a cold! A Great Blue Heron glides past…
landing at a favourite fishing hole a little farther off.
A shadow moves overhead as a young eagle sores past in the opposite direction.
It circles around and lands in a tall old fir tree and calls out to another feathered friend hidden in a tree a bit farther over.
The sun is warming the stillness as it seeps into those damp crevices down deep where you thought now weary water could reach. Shall we just sit awhile? Ah yes! So lovely.
Wait! What is that over on there on the rocks. Could it be? Yes, I think it is!
Do you see it? Near the top left! It is about the size of a small house cat but with shorter legs.
We are a pretty far away and these animals are fast and timid so lets use a little paintography to get you a closer look.
It is a mink. We have seen them before but never with a chance to raise the camera up and see what I could capture. They are very red here on the coast rather than the dark chestnut that I am used to seeing in the interior of British Columbia. Now for a little seaweed rub.
Who knows what it has gotten into. These fellows are always up to sneaky mischief. It is a good thing there isn’t a hen house near by! Well, one last look our way before it scoots off across the rocks.
Oh good gravy! Look at what time it is – way past your bedtime. Now off you go and if you are coming with us tomorrow remember to set out your raincoat.
SPROUT: Who last told you a long story just for the pleasure of telling?
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14 thoughts on “Mayne Island Early Evening At Georgina Point”
What a lovely little journey. Thank you!
You are most welcome Vanevolence and welcome to Creative Potager 🙂
What a wonderful mink! great capture Terril 🙂
Thanks Tobin and good to hear from you! It has been awhile 🙂
Wonderful trip to the other side of the continent for me. Amazing photographs, especially of the mink, I would have never known and called it an otter! Last story I heard was from California and may still be going on for all I know.
Sandi it is good to have you join me on this island adventure!
I am surprised with how long it has taken me to come back and join our conversation here. It seems the days are flying by with painting, photo efforts and preparing for our participation in the local home and garden tour at the end of the month. But I have a few moments now for chatting 🙂
Thank you, Terrill. I had a delightful time on the beach.
I too had an encounter with a mink.
It was a lazy Wednesday evening and I set out to meet the ferry. The ferry terminal is one of the busiest areas of Mayne Island and so I was a surprise to see a lone mink out for a stroll. No, he wasn’t headed for the ocean. In fact, I wasn’t sure where he was going. Upon first sighting he was approximately ten feet away—maybe more. I stood beside the Re-max building watching him. Unconcerned, he crossed the road and made his way to the stairs of the reality estate office. Maybe he wants to buy property, I thought. But, no, he skirted the stairs. After scooping out a suitable spot under the building, he immediately left walking behind me—no more than two feet away. He seemed to say, “Sorry, no time to visit” as he hurried down the road—heading further onto the island. I’m still not sure were he went. Maybe he was meeting up with the one you encountered, Terrill?
Leanne! I found your comment in the spam filter – likely because of the link to your blog in the text reply. I wonder how many of you other replies had disappeared when I empty the folder? It is best leave it off really as people can click on you link beside your name. Anyway thanks for including your mink story here 🙂
Ah I was right there with you enjoying the reprieve in the day. We are still having rainy days and sunny evenings. I am always so amazed by how warm it is when the sun emerges. We might actually have a nice weekend ahead. thank you for sharing your evening adventure ( would have taken the stairs up and down!)
Yes Patricia it is sometimes useful to take the stairs inside of climbing up and down nature’s rock wall 🙂 The weather has been varied the past few days and the intermittent sun warm as you have also observed. The best part is how clear the sky is – so many shades of glorious blue!
Terrill – I loved this virtual adventure. It’s splendid! Especially the mink!
SPROUT: Who last told you a long story just for the pleasure of telling?
A 9-year old female client who wove the story of the 10-stitch gash in her leg into a wonderful adventure involving aliens.
So glad you could be of assistance to the young girl Laurie. I am just about done reading THE HISTORIAN by Elizabeth Kostova – a modern story about Dracula steeped in the history of Eastern Europe in the 15th century. I can relate adventures with aliens at the moment.
A rapturous photo journey and visual essay that captures the spur-of-the-moment wonderment of animals being caught on camera and the endless beauty of your corner of the globe. The mink and the eagle are an indelible part of the landscape.
Ah, my elderly father had a few stories to relate today that rekindled the old flames during an afternoon get-together for Father’s Day before we embarked on the latest episode of our spaghetti western adventure! Ha!
So good to read about your time with your father Sam. These are precious moments that sustain our resilience through time and other hardships that come our way. Glad you enjoyed your adventure with me through this post. Always a pleasure to have you along.