Tuesday, September 25, 2007
The Bride is a Saint and a Martyr
This is the first of several beautiful views we stopped for this morning Before Breakfast, so the COG could take photos.
As is her usual wont, The Bride nobly forbore to complain that she was becoming paler, weaker, even faint with hunger, while the COG took photos. Not one word of Suffering passed her lips and, thus, she gained stars for her crown in heaven.
The morning light and the views between Yachats and Florence were a bit of heaven on earth, come to think of it.
Later, around Coos Bay, we started thinking more of Isle, MN with ocean views.