Inspiration Sunrise

1 07 2012

Inspiration Sunrise.

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Sunset Snorkeling

14 06 2012

I’m floating in the warm waves at sunset, scanning the ocean floor for bright tropical fish and the waving antennae of spiny lobsters peeking from under their rocky hiding places.  I imagine I’m a mermaid, my body undulating through the salty sea,  floating grass tickling my scales.  I lift my head periodically, the water rolling gently over my body as I keep an eye on my beach bag, although my concern is truly unnecessary.  I am nearly alone.  Only a few other people dot the beach, and after  half an  hour or so, I am the only one left.  I emerge from the surf, and leave my snorkel, then head back in to float in the warm water.  I stand, grab a handful of sargassum and shake it over my palm, then smile in wonder at the tiny creatures wiggling against my skin.  Baby shrimps and a little crab scramble furiously over my hand, searching for their sea weed home.   I feel gentle  ridges in the sandy ocean bottom under my feet, their wavy shape carved by the moon’s gravitational dance.  Feeling completely at peace, I leave the sea.  The balmy air chills my wet skin.





Island Summer

22 05 2012

Like a long stretch of beach, the solitude of summer beckons  me.  I know from experience that the grains of minutes will go by too quickly, that my plans for relaxation and creative expression will bud, blossom and fade with the August doldrums.  Still, my excitement builds.  So many choices unfold.  Will I slip out of bed early for a sunrise stroll, or laze sleepily on soft sheets while the whirring ceiling fan stirs my dreams?  Will the sparkle  blue of the pool draw me in for some lap swimming,  or will I drag my bike down the stairs and pedal off to look for feeding eagle rays beneath the seven mile bridge?  Perhaps my kayak will invite me for a paddle among the mangroves where I’ll listen for the huffing breaths of manatees and see snowy white herons feeding in the shallows.  Hubby and I will spend weekends on photo adventures or snorkeling in clear ocean depths.  The joy of summer lies in the breadth of choices or the option of doing nothing;  in the grains of minutes that trickle and then cascade, that roil in the gentle surf, and finally come to rest on a long stretch of beach.