See the Ocean

 I have always been fascinated by water. How the light reflects off of it, catching the sun, or our reflections. The ripples, waves, splashes and spurts of water. 

I can remember moments as a kid at the public swimming pool and lowering my head so I’m more level with the water. I’d sit and watch the sun glint off the water and how the water reflected itself against the walls of the pool building. I even remember just listening to the sounds underwater and how they would change. 

I think my interest in water ultimately lead to my fear of it as well. I’ve seen so many strange things come from the ocean. I like my documentaries. 

This one was ticked off with a few different items related to a flying for the first time and a birthday present from my mom and my boyfriend.  (I really couldn’t ask for a better husband!)

I remember my impression from seeing the ocean for the first time. Wow! And this covers a huge part of earth. Stretches out to different continents. People get lost out there. There’s no seeing land out in that distance. 

I also remember being in awe at the color of the water. Water in Wisconsin is brown. Like making tea with all of your tree leaves. Its the tannic acid in the tree leaves that give the lakes their merky brown. 

Shortly after getting in the ocean I remember seeing a school of trigger fish. Barely afraid of me. Swimming curiously around my arm and playing with the hair that floated with the waves. 

This was all at Caladesi Island in Florida. Our hosts, Uncle Scott and Leoma. It was an amazing visit, and I was able to check a few ‘firsts’ off this bucket list of mine. Some of my favorite memories are with these two!

One of my poor attempts at a sand castle as well. Making an epic sandcastle is on my list, but this certainly was not it. I recall Don saying it looked like a cake. Now all I can see is a carrot cate with cream cheese frosting and those little waxy chocolate shell molds. I will get a chance again. 

And here I go, rambling – 

So for the entertainment. This little shit right here.. Just below this text. These little assholes .. When someone tells you not to feed them. LISTHEN TO THEM. My cousin Ryan went down to Florida with us and he was kind enough to feed these starving sky rats. (Its not all bad – I love rats! ) They all came chasing me for more. That  – at the time wasn’t super funny – but really  – it was!