Snatched from an e-mail from Martin to his staff at the literary magazine back in PA

Hello, Editorial Staff!

I'm writing you from a craftsman bungalow on an island just west of Victoria, Canada, in the shadow of the North Cascades and towering Mt. Baker. Yesterday I kayaked around a rocky point, water clear to depths of ten or more feet, seals bobbing their heads all around me. At one point, both a bald eagle and a sea plane flew over me at the same time.

This is part of why I haven't been as motivated as I should be to get things going for the fall.