深秋初冬小阳春里，托马莱斯湾呈现平淡之蓝。

Tomales Bay is flat blue in the Indian summer heat.

这个时节，背包客在因弗内斯山脊上

This is the time when hikers on Inverness Ridge

踮起脚尖站立，采摘鹿够不着的

Stand on tiptoe to pick ripe huckleberries

成熟的小叶越橘果。这是间歇的季节－－

That the deer can’t reach. This is the season of lulls—

白鹭在潮汐浅滩寻觅，一条鹬鸟的缎带

Egrets hunting in the tidal shallows, a ribbon

雪白，在泥滩之上摆动，

Of sandpipers fluttering over mudflats, white,

而后消失。飘逸的薄雾一缕缕从海湾散去。

Then not. A drift of mist wisping off the bay.

就在此刻，狂喜是来自你眼角的

This is the moment when bliss is what you glimpse

一瞥，当你跑差事

From the corner of your eye, as you drive past

驱车经过，狂风大作。

Running errands, and the wind comes up,

而水面波光遒劲地迎风闪烁。

And the surface of the water glitters hard against it.