The beach offers me time for self-reflection. I’m studying my feelings about water.
I love it in all of its guises.
I never tire of the pounding ocean surf or lapping waves at the lake. A trickling creek or a rushing river create music that reaches my soul. Even the uneven constancy of my backyard fountain is soothing to me.
Being near water is the magic for me.
Perched high above the ocean on the deck I am content.
Or I can lie on the couch and read knowing that the ocean or river or stream is outside my window.
I will leave the sea behind and return to my garden. And I will be happy with the small sounds of it.