For some reason I always think that something profound needs to be said when showing photos of the ocean. This photo was taken last October at the beach in North Carolina and I caught it just as the waves were breaking over the wall of water beneath them. The term “wall of water” emphasizes the strength of what is created by the combination of the depth of the water, the contours of the land beneath it and the weather. Surfers can glide down a wall of water. Towns and people can be destroyed by a wall of water. The best built boats can be sunk by a wall of water. If we are lucky, we can stand safely on the shore and simply marvel at the expanse of the ocean in front of us, the constancy of it and yet the ever-changing shades of the surf as it reaches us. We can let it lap over our toes or let the foamy surface wrap around our ankles and feel the sand as it disappears from underneath our feet, pulled back to the ocean again and again. I never tire of it and very thankful that I am able to experience it once in a while. So here is your bit of ocean wonder for this morning-I hope you all experience some joy today!
Debut novel Heirloom published July 14, 2020!