Driftwood

Driftwood is an amazing creation. It starts out as a plant or tree. Then it falls in the sea, where it's rolled against rocks, bleached in the sun, polished by the sand. The end result is like art pottery, shaped by God's own hands.

In my life, I feel as if I've been rolled, bleached and polished quite a bit. I've been places, met people and done things I couldn't have imagined growing up in Tacoma, Wash., in the 1950s. I just hope the end result is as good as the driftwood on a Whidbey beach.