Blue Tundra Light

     The measure of how much you love someone is not gauged in how many hugs you gave them, or how many kisses you shared on a train, or how many times you told them so.  It is measured in how far you can go to the remote ends of this earth, how different the stars can be in your foreign sky, and still you can see their face in the blue light of winter tundra.  It is measured in how long their memory will pursue you, how far over the sea and beyond the daylight, in the absence of all those obvious reminders.

   

     The Bering Sea carries the waters of the Pacific, cold currents with strung with the memories of San Francisco Bay.