i was harassed on the walk yesterday when hilde was being friendly with three dogs yanking and a paranoid walker. of course we were being anarchistic off leash and i should be hung from a tree. i should have smiled and wished them a blessed day and a smooth transition but instead i re-met them in the alley and blah blah blah and ugly blah. i didn't yell at least. the skinny tattooed one gave me her evilest glare, the boss lady just a condescending sermon. blah, and i couldn't shake it. but this morning smooth waters embraced us and we swam out with the camera happily breathing in images and splashing around. oh god i miss gabriola. over half a lifetime ago. i may not recognize it now, the trees murdered and the petroglyphs under a rich crust of summer houses.