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A Beautiful View
Joy parked in lane 34 at the Swartz Bay ferry terminal. We were heading for Vancouver. With a bit of luck, we’d make the three o’clock ferry. It was now five after two, so we had a little time to look around.
It was a beautiful afternoon. The gray clouds from the morning had disappeared; now the sun was shining. The air was fresh, although the wind was a bit cool, and the seagulls soaring high overhead were calling to one another.
Everyone in the vehicles around us seemed to be relaxed, chatting and smiling. I joined the crowd at one of the terminal coffee bars. This one promised Salt Spring Coffee. I much prefer tea, but I didn’t mind a good cup of coffee once in a while. You know, the kind that actually tastes as good as it smells. I also stood in line for a cup o
