There comes a point
In every journey
At which I’ve turned
For home
In every journey
At which I’ve turned
For home
No more forward looking
No more anticipation
But for the threshold
And my own bed
On that leg
Many glances back
Nostalgias already forming
Memories being created
A last reflection
On what had been
Before plunging back
Into what was before
BC Ferries
Nanaimo to Horseshoe Bay
In Georgia Strait
British Columbia, Canada
Nanaimo to Horseshoe Bay
In Georgia Strait
British Columbia, Canada
Taken during travels, 2015