"pat and gord, heading out to sea together in a boat so small, he says, you'd almost want one for each foot. their little dog. a grilled cheese sandwich in foil over an open fire. a door to a boat she's just tall enough to stand. these are riches that will never make the official ledgers. but they are written in gord's book of marks. words like small round stones under the tongue, a communion of wood, sun, and sky".
- keeper of the marks, Monica Kidd.