seattle beach

i am a human dowsing rod. i can find water pretty quickly, and i revel in the water that i am able to find - lakes, oceans, streams, creeks, puddles.

we went to seattle this summer for my brother's wedding (he's a firefighter there).

our first item on the agenda was to see the ocean. so we drove a few minutes from his house the morning after we landed, and as we were descending the hill into the park, i was like a joyful dog, head out the window & smelling the salty ocean air.

oh, i was in heaven.

we parked, and made our way to the water's edge.

glorious.

i love sand beaches. i love rock beaches. i love any beaches. no discrimination, no favorites.

this beach was rocks, difficult to walk on, but with a narrow strip of sand at the water's edge. i can't walk far, but when i do walk, it is slow, and i notice a lot of things. i slowly perused each square foot that i moved across.

 


respecting animals - found a huge scallop shell, and when i picked it up, it squirted water at me! i put it back, and helped it to dig itself back in.

lillie and i found a dead starfish. she was very brave and investigated it thoroughly.

 


some rocks and driftwood had barnacles - amazing, hardy creatures.

the sand itself was strewn with seaweed - gorgeous, life-giving, slimy, ragged, twisted, all shades of green....

i could have stayed there all day. everyone was sitting on the beach wall, waiting for me. when i finally came up for air from my perambulations, i noticed and forced myself to make my way back to them. one (or several) backward glances, and we left. i was so sad - for everyone else, their day had just begun. but mine felt like it ended, and left me there on the beach.

Copyright 2006, Jessica Voigts