At The Table In My Sunroom: To the Ocean

Monday, April 27, 2009

To the Ocean

FIRST - Happy Birthday to my youngest child, my son. You are 21 today, and I am so proud of the man you have become. _______________________

Yesterday we took and adventure day to the ocean. New Hampshire has but 20 miles of coastline. Yesterday I neeeded to see it. I needed the air, open view, rythmn of water. I've been at The End Of My Rope, and needed the vastness of sea and sky to reset.

I had a great time looking and looking, from the endless horizon to the tiny periwinkles in a tidal pool.

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DelwynApril 27, 2009 at 10:23 PM
Hello Jennifer,
Isn't it odd but as soon as your picture with the seaweed over the rocks loaded I could smell the salty brine.

Why are you so worn out?
I hope the little trip re-energised you...
Take care
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Rosaria WilliamsApril 27, 2009 at 10:39 PM
It's getting closer to the time when your youngest will fly the nest and you'll join the rank of empty nesters. It's not that bad, actually. It is like a second honeymoon, for the rest of your life.
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sallymandyApril 28, 2009 at 1:38 AM
Lovely photos of the rocks and birds Jennifer. Happy anniversary of mothering this son, to you.
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JenniferApril 28, 2009 at 9:20 PM
Hi Delwyn, I'm glad that I can bring you something from here, since you bring me so much from your beautiful location. I wonder if the ocean's smell differently? They probably do. What is the temperature of the ocean near your home? Here it's in the low 40's (F).
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JenniferApril 28, 2009 at 9:23 PM
Hi Rosaria! Actually, I'm already there (he's a junior in college, living in Montana). And, I think I share your feeling; part of me misses them all and wants their childhood back (as if it were mine), and part of me is fine, happy with my life and happy that they are living theirs happily.
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JenniferApril 28, 2009 at 9:24 PM
Hi Sallymandy, thank you for the sentiment. It's a celebration for me as well as for him.
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Thanks for visiting. I love having you at my table with me.

A time has come in my life to reach into another place, to reach into a cobwebbed and stiff part of my brain - the creative part. And then, maybe to take what I find to hold it out to share. You see, I have never been creative (and am still not, you might say); I have experienced the world analytically. I now see there is so much more to the world than that.

This started with an idea to write a photo-journal to myself. In that journal, I would write and take photos of details to CONTEMPLATE the numerous sparkles of life I have around me, and CAPTURE them to last. So here I am, come join me....

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

"The Road Less Travelled" by Robert Frost

Monday, April 27, 2009

To the Ocean

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