Where the ocean meets the greenery.


When you visit a place year after year, you don’t necessarily notice as it changes. The little things slip by until, after several years, you look around you and see how different the world looks. When you visit a place and then revisit ten years later, what becomes obvious is not just how much a place has changed, but how much you have changed. Prince Edward Island was mostly the same. Oh, sure, there were places that seemed more touristy and there’s even a Starbucks on the Island now (just one), but it looked and felt much the same as it did on our honeymoon ten years ago. Mike and I were surprised to see how much we have changed. We have grown up in the past ten years. I am no longer the 21-year-old girl I was then. I have a stronger sense of who I am. More than that, Mike and I have a stronger sense of who we are together, having spent the past ten years figuring that out, challenging and supporting each other. We have different tastes in food and drink than we did ten years ago. We no longer feel that there is a right or wrong way to vacation, and we are comfortable instead doing things our way. Our way involves a lot of reading and beautiful scenery and eating, because we’re not really the go-go-go type.


On our first evening in PEI (it wasn’t supposed to be our first evening there; it was supposed to be our second. Thanks, US Air!), we went to see The New New Potato-Time Review in Victoria-by-the-Sea. We laughed at Patrick Ledwell‘s Island humor (a few of the jokes went over our heads, but the locals seemed to appreciate them) and cried (just a little bit) as Tanya Davis sang some of her beautiful songs. Especially poignant for us was the last song, “Where the Ocean Meets the Greenery.”

i’ll meet you in the highlands
leave your boat at the bottom and climb the rocks
and we can roam around the island
and when we’re ready to go, we’ll both set off

i’ll come dressed for the weather
and i’ll bring some extra clothes for you
and if we get cold we’ll squeeze together
i’ll sing a song you could fall asleep to

you bring a really good story to read
and we’ll take turns saying it aloud
when we reach the climax we’ll both be intrigued
and when it is over we’ll both come down

i usually feel empty when a good book is through
but i don’t feel empty if i’m with you
we’ll talk about the plot and i’ll tell you what i thought
and this will end between us when it is time to

we’ll both start the fires and we’ll both keep ’em going
the wind will blow up to our cliffs so high
and i would like to listen while you play a woodwind instrument
and it’s okay if you make me cry

off in the distance big ships and little boats
in the swell of the waves off the coast
they watch for sea monsters, they rock upon the waters
and watch for the light to guide ’em home

people will tell you it’s a far-fetched dream
and it is best if you just stay away from me
what if i told them i would give you anything
real as well as make believe

this is my daydream and i’m sharing it with you
’cause it is lovely and you are too
and if you want to meet me where the ocean meets the greenery
i’ll go there and wait for you

Ten years ago, we visited PEI and brought with us a brand-new marriage, a brand-new Harry Potter book, and a lot of ideas of what our lives were going to look like. We have read a lot of stories since then, and our lives have told a different story than we expected. Isn’t that how it goes, though? Wouldn’t it be boring the other way?


We brought a Harry Potter book with us again this time, the last one. Mike read it to me while I fought off morning sickness with orange soda and sea air. We listened as we drove by fields and cliffs and oceans. (Incidentally, I got to see much more of the Island this time, as I was not charged with reading while we were driving. Thanks, Jim Dale!) As the book unfolded, I was reminded that this, more than all the others, is Harry’s story of growing up and coming into his own.


I have given up on trying to guess what the future holds. I want to bend and change with what comes rather than looking too far ahead. I am thankful to have Mike to grow with me as we write the next part of our story together. Who knows what book we might be reading ten years from now? Maybe it will be the perfect chance to introduce our nine-year-old child to Harry Potter.


If you would like to hear “Where the Ocean Meets the Greenery” by Tanya Davis, just click here.

Linking up with this week’s Wedded Wednesday.

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