Where Rock Meets the Ocean

The tavern dining experience is not particular popular around here…even in the simplest of beach towns you don’t find wobbly paper-blanketed tables with woven chairs anywhere near where the rock meets the ocean. A rustic local place where one enjoys … Continue reading

The Smell of Sweet Rain

“Not now, I’m busy meditating,” middle bear retorted when I asked him to do something. For a moment I believed he too was under the spell of June Gloom. However, well into July now, it had to be something else … Continue reading

Beginning Again Right Where I Am

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…naked toes sink into the sun-warmed sand, whilst the water trickles over and between before it retracts again. Just with each rolling wave, the ocean starts a fresh new breath, so do I breathe like the ocean, so do I … Continue reading

Calling all Beachcombers

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 “My mother says you can ask the ocean to bring you something. If you look, she says, you might find it.” Debra Frasier writes this in her book, Out of the Ocean. Whenever we read this book at nighttime, I … Continue reading