An Evening in Port McNeill - As we were returning home from dinner at the local pub, we were dazzled by the evening colors

Evening has arrived and vessels of all sizes are secure to
endure the night.

"Softly the evening came. The sun from the western horizon,
like a magician extended his golden wand o'er the landscape.
Twinkling vapors arose; and sky and water and forest
Seemed all on fire at the touch,
and melted and mingled together"
by
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

"Creativity is the Blue Heron within us waiting to fly;

through her imagination"

by

Nadia Janice Brown

"Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry

rain or usher storm, 

but to add color to my sunset sky"

by

Rabindranath Tagore

In the blue veil of evening we will rest in the comfort
of Seventh Heaven.    Lou and Mary Aubert