ebb and flow temperatures fluctuating in the currents of water reflected into the air we breathe as we wade chest deep and together striding slow motion into the resistance of liquid landing blind onto sand and rock or the flutter of subaqueous fauna
Today we spent a few hours in the ocean, and on the sand, and in the mud, drenched in sun wading in the surf, stepping on clams and chirping whenever small flathead fish darted into our feet. we oogled dogs of all sizes, and fish and birds and crabs. the salty ocean air smelled fresh and sweet as it passed us over on it's westerly breeze. we observed life, in it's active energies and in it's absence we observed death, drenched in sunlight.