Yesterday, we crossed the bay in a ferry. We sat at the back and watched the shoreline gradually shrink. It was a cold wet June day.
We had the deck and the view to ourselves.
A swallow kept darting in and out as we crossed the bay, it appeared to be looking for a place somewhere in the infrastructure of the ship. We seem to be impeding its progress somehow?
I took this one picture. Put away my camera and sat and watched for the remainder of the trip.











