Coffee with friends in the morning, then the gym, home, lunch, errands then the beach, Casey Key north. The shore there is buried in crushed shells. Hard walking but we went a few miles up then back. Storm surge is eating the beach, undercutting banks and trees, piling sand on stairs protected by red "Private - Keep Out" signs. Incoming tide this afternoon. It was a bit rough and seaweedy but warm and I stayed in for a long time standing up to my neck, facing the Gulf's western edge, rising and sinking in waves that mirrored the sky...mercurial blue, white, silver waves reflecting the blue and billowy white cloud sky above the horizon which disappeared every time a surge fused them, sea and sky, making the world suddenly austere and slightly threatening.
Language itself is a barrier.
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Wistful, yet peaceful feelings conjured by your words. I like the imagery.
Thank you! I'll never forget being at the beach and playing in the ocean, but you made me think of it this morning. I totally bought the theory that at one time humans had begun to evolve into aquatic mammals, because of those memories.
You may be on to something, Roy. Humans undoubtedly took a wrong turn somewhere on the evolutionary spiral because we're not Dolphins.
I first ran across the idea in Elaine Morgan's "Ascent of Woman." Interesting read. One, Alister Hardy, seems to have originated the idea around 1920: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aquatic_ape_hypothesis
Make that "Descent of Woman."
Roy, indeed. The mistake women have made is trying to be equal with men. ;)
...instead of, like, something other than equal?
Instead of trying to be equal with dolphins. :)
Aaahhh... well, it always seems like a good idea to swim all day.
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