Requiem

Always, even before the mountains were born, it was the sea that folded its dark soul around algae bloom and plankton and embryonic fishes, around ashen rain and shattered prisms of light, and offered up its titanic floor as the resting place of life. Consider that broken shell just washed ashore, its barnacle covered walls … More Requiem

…there’s nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it’s sent away. — Sarah Kay

The sea is a force that connects, both by its ageless presence and its tomorrow’s hold. But, mostly, its strength resides in the powers that pull it and us from one horizon to the next, that cause sailors to stand and to face the sea and salute. Photo by Mary O’Connor © 2013

You can’t change the wind, you can, however, adjust your sails. — Unknown

Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover. — Mark Twain * * * Photos by Mary O’Connor © … More You can’t change the wind, you can, however, adjust your sails. — Unknown