At the End of the Pier

As you know we live on an island.
Everyone here on Bainbridge Island has their favorite spots they like to frequent.

One of my favorite spots is Crystal Springs. 

Crystal Springs is a community located on the Southwest side of the island. 

Most every weekend Greg~Doogan and I take a drive along the waterfront at Crystal Springs.

We're always on the lookout for cottages that might come up for sale.

Crystal Springs reminds me of classic old~timey summer camp-like fun. 

Bon~fires on the pebbled beach...diving docks for swimming...boat buoys...

dogs sunning on covered porches...and walkers...lots of walkers.

The waterfront cottages along the way speak to me. 

Oh the stories they could tell. 

As we drive along I often picture what life must have been like 50 years or so ago.

Saturday we walked the pier at Point White.

The wind was whipping. It was COLD.

The SUN was beaming...bright and strong!

Walking the pier was invigorating. 

It was like walking into the sunset...out over the windy water.

At the end of the pier we huddled up to thank God for this magical place we call home.

It's such an awesome feeling~

knowing without a shadow of a doubt HE placed us here.

"Thank you God.

You knew.

You always know.

Long before we ever do...you know where we're headed.

There's not one day we take it for granted.

May we SHINE as bright as the SUN...for you...always for YOU."

At the end of the pier~

HE's always near.

~xxooxx~

Happy Week my Friends.