We're back. The ocean is still there, although I saw it through the eyes of children this weekend.
When children first see the ocean they try to put it into perspective, into the perspective of something they know. Their first sighting of the water is excited, overwhelmed, and just a little afraid. Something that big must be powerful. Something that big must be dangerous.
Then, the fear recedes and is replaced with questioning and wonderment and if those questions are answered sufficiently, the adventure with the salt begins.
In this picture, little brother is geared up and headed for the water.
In this one, big brother and Dad whip a floating tricycle to their will.
It's good to be home. We have less than 120 days till deer season.