How can one describe them?

Thousands of little bays.

We’re on the Royal Mail boat.

It only runs two days.

Little coves with just one house,

they must love this isolation.

The boat drops in to leave them goods,

like a train at every station.

Rugged hills with ferns to cover,

I wonder how folk live.

Plenty of fish and wildlife

They’re hardy to survive.

This way of life is not for me,

I cannot live on just beauty,

without the comforts of my place.

I need to see a friendly face.

(In response to prompt #2 What’s Outside Your Window?)