Dilemma Redeemed

On our crossing from Shilshole to Port Madison yesterday afternoon, I cast the message in a bottle adrift, in the middle of the Sound, on an outgoing tide. I also inscribed on the label a short message describing where and when the bottle had been found, and where and when it was cast adrift once more.

And I feel better. Holding onto the bottle as a keepsake was keeping it from finding its intended receiver. I was feeling guilty, and now I feel redeemed. I put no contact info on it - if it is found, I will never know about it. I think that is appropriate.

Now I think I need to empty a bottle for my own message...

Dilemma Redeemed