Re: Five waves, two dozen ducks
- From: "Django Cat" <nospam@please>
- Date: Tue, 31 Jan 2006 16:02:05 -0600
Stephen Calder wrote:
> Overhead an almost cloudless azure, with a few fluffy pillows above
> the deep blue horizon. The darker blue in the distance shaded
> gradually to turquoise where we waded waist-deep, turning or ducking
> as the rollers came ashore, sometimes smacking us on the back of the
> head, sometimes swelling up to float us off the sand. The perfection
> of the water and sun returned me to a holiday in my childhood, when I
> first rode a wave and felt the thrill of being carried by the surf.
> Yesterday was just as easy and ecstatic. The waves offered themselves
> to be ridden, and the ride was effortless wild power, a ball of
> turbulence beneath me. Out there the mind was in an altogether
> abnormal state, one of wonder and deep appreciation, the senses full
> of the tang and the shush and the salt; the delicious warmth of the
> sun; the white surf reaching up the nose and into the back of the
> throat. Five waves, perfectly timed and caught, carried me back to
> the shore, where fine sand the colour of milk coffee, heated to
> burning point, filled the beach for miles in both directions.
>
> We walked back to the car past the pandanus trees and shrubs that
> clung to the dunes, our eyes feasting on the greenery. All was
> pristine, past perfection, turning into an eternal moment of sun,
> surf, ocean, sand, all creatures soaking in the sky and sea. Gulls
> and dogs and delight. Slept our soundest that night and awoke to see
> two dozen ducks a few yards beyond the bedroom window. Natural riches
> and bountiful happiness that many kings never enjoy.
Oh, piss off.
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