Tuesday, July 7, 2009
The location of our house is like having a front row seat to one of the greatest shows on earth. It would seem that the view would be pretty much the same from day to day. But depending on the day or the time of day, the ocean seems to put on a different face. In the mornings, it is deep blue and the sun glistens and sparkles on the surface. Sometimes it is gray, somber and brooding. By the afternoon the waves are rolling in, dancing on the shore. Our evening walks are noisy as the waves, by this time, are rushing in, one row barely breaking before the next comes in, crashing upon the first.
One morning, we sat at the table having breakfast and a school of dolphins swam along the shore, cavorting and playing, chasing a kayaker out for a morning workout. This evening, a group of surfers were parasailing down the shoreline, putting on a show for us while we ate dinner. And we are not spared the commercials because during the day, small aircraft pull signs that advertise everything from insurance to happy hour to gamblers' anonymous meetings.
No matter how much time the kids spend swimming during the day, they end up in the water in the evenings when we go for walks on the beach and look for shells.