When it comes to travel I love to be in nature most. I enjoy architecture, art, history, and culture, but nature is always what I connect deepest to. I don’t necessarily need to know the names of all the birds, animals and vegetation to enjoy it. In actual fact I find the less head knowledge I have the more I can just enter in and become one with nature.
Esquimalt lagoon is situated in Colwood, near Victoria City and is a migratory bird sanctuary. The salt water washes up into the lagoon from the sea. We visited on a soft, misty day. I was fascinated by all the old logs that had washed up on the seashore, along the coast. My heart ached as I searched for the meaning to this cemetery of trees. They reminded me of a burial sight where bones have been exhumed. Once Great Trees standing tall now melancholic-ally lying stranded, shredded of their dignity. I am aware that everything in nature is or was a living organism in a very tightly knitted community. That is why I felt this sadness. It is a sadness for the whole earth: humans and all living species and what it indicates. You can check out the History of Colwood if you are interested.
As we crossed the road to view the lagoon I felt my spirit lift, happy to see the birds contentedly swimming around and resting on the banks of their sanctuary. Yet I still found it hard to shake the image of the dead trees. Call me sentimental or overemotional but that is the view of the world through my eyes. Here is a link to the Migratory seabird resurgence at Esquimalt Lagoon during the 2020 pandemic.
Till next week take care,