The blue changes, even within a minute or two, while looking at the same scene, at everything from sea to sky to whale spouts to rooftops to lobster pots to book jackets-- the iridescence, luminosity, darkness, all depending on the quality of light, the presence or absence of fog, the time of day.
Oh, all the blues:
Humpback whales in the Bay of Fundy, mother and calf
Brier Island as the fog clears--I love the receding fog bank, lilac, in the distance.
Fog starting to clear over Peter Island.
Blue roof.
Humpback calf
Foul weather gear drying on blue lobster pots.
Margaret's Justice ferry running between Freeport and Westport NS
I love Canada.
Evening on Brier Island
Same scene, a little later.
Gentle blue in rough weather.
Whale boat heading out.
O Evening Star, bringing everything that dawn's first glimmer scattered far and wide – you bring the sheep, you bring the goat, you bring the child back to the mother. ~Sappho
I love the blue of evening here on the paperback cover of THE BEAUTIFUL LOST, out December 26 2018, in which Maia and Billy head north to Canada in search of her mother, whales, the meaning of life, and the best lobster roll ever.