Saturday, April 2, 2011
i.Scrap - the Ocean installment
When you are driving into Ocean City, before you can even see the water, you can feel the change in humidity and smell the tang of the salt air. Arriving at the beach is like coming home. I love the sound of the waves washing into shore, the gulls squawking overhead, and the warmth of the sun on my shoulders. Looking out over the ocean, seeing the horizon line so far off, watching the wave break on the rocks and then flow back out to sea, I can't help but feel the power and majesty of the ocean, the vastness of the Universe, the smallness of me. Filled with wonder and awe, calm and serenity. When I am at the ocean, all is right with the world.