Slice of Life Story Challenge March 12 -The Influence of The Sea
The Influence of the Sea
Because I live close to the sea, it is part of who I have become. It exists as an influence in my day to day life. For many years now it has been important to be in close proximity to it. It’s a spirit thing. It’s a visual thing. The mere sight of the sea is balm for the soul. Through all its variations from sapphirine blue to brooding grey I have come to embrace its presence in my life and that of my family.
When the wind is right I smell it –a familiar scent borne on the breeze. Seagulls squawk in and around our streets. They are feathered place markers, reminding me the sea is forever beyond the rise.
As summer fades in intensity, I eke out the opportunities autumn offers to continue the bathing experience. Each swim is a precious offering. It could be the last ocean dip for many months. Winter will arrive all too soon.
Even in winter I can walk the shoreline, rugged up and ready to resist the chilling winds blowing off the sea and bullying the foreshore. I beach-comb with keen eyes hoping to stumble upon small treasures the latest storm has abandoned on the sand. It’s a cold place then, but who cares? The air nips at my face with a raw freshness and the majesty of the sea is in the ascendancy.
Eventually the time will come again when I can once again wade into the waves. In the late spring the air will be plump with warmth, the water though will still be bitterly cold. The first swim of the season will be faced with renewed trepidation. The sea and I will have to rekindle our relationship. After my hesitant swim, I will shudder and shake and seek the embrace of a welcoming towel.
The sea remains a gift to my life…