We collected sea shells and laughed at how poorly we pronounced the famous riddle "she sells sea shells by the seashore". It's no wonder that the world thinks that we talk as if our mouths were full of marbles. Nonetheless, our ineptitude was washed away by the high tide that teased our toes as we walked along the sandy shore collecting our little treasures that were smoothed by the waves of time.
As we were about to leave, my husband spotted something in the distance. We stared intently at the horizon looking for another peek at to what it might be. And there they were again, two dolphins swimming together, their dorsal fins popping in and out of the water. Such a sweet treat for our ride home.
The ocean simply captures my soul.