Tag Score: Unsettle Time
Tag location: Poulsbo, United States
How I walk amongst icebergs millions of years old, walk on what was once the ocean floor, and in the distance a bridge rises like a Leviathan tying together what the water ripped apart. Do we even belong here? It is late afternoon, although the sun says otherwise. Daylight extends our stay and we lose track of time at all, for not the reminder of the icebergs, floating, detached from its birth, and telling us there is more than we can see. Deep time, bright time, uneven time, broken time, and finally time to go.