water

so, these pictures are the ocean view from my fave spot on deck 7 and from the end of the pier we are docked on. (the third one is just for fun, one of the many shipwrecks in the port area, this one just off our bow).




i apologize for the extreme mundanity (is that a word?) of this post but wanted to put it down.

i could look at these views for hours on end. this view is one of the reasons deck 7 is my fave spot. i find the water fascinating and repulsive at the same time. both fascinated and terrified by what is in the water that i cannot see (like the rest of the shipwreck or the sea life below). here repulsed by the dirtiness of the water, at other places fascinated by its clarity. fascinated by its seeming endlessness, overwhelmed by its vastness. now, i have a "friend" (maybe acquaintance is better term) who would like to someday be out in the vastness of the ocean all alone, not able to see anyone or anything else...just for a time, not to die out there (he's not that crazy...at least i don't think) that frightens me honestly--to be alone in that vastness. enjoying the ways things reflect in the water, the way a pure image can be distorted by the smallest wave or ripple in the water. i like the sounds of water...the waves crashing on themselves or the shore, the quiet babble of brooks, the gentle tumbling sound of streams, even the gentle lapping of waves of lakes.

i can watch the waves for hours as well, at times it looks like the roiling mud pots in yosemite, at times just gentle waves lapping, and just past the land break are waves that crash and spray.

i know this isn't one of my most exciting or even fun posts but i thought i would share with you a bit about how i feel about the ocean. when we sail in december, i think my fascination and fears will be magnified (since we'll be out in the vastness a bit more than now here at the pier).