I love the Pacific Ocean. From the warm turquoise waters of Hawaii to the turbulent seas of the Oregon coast. A perfect day for me is being in or on or near the Pacific Ocean. I love the unpredictability of the ocean. It can be calm and inviting or reckless and fierce. I am respectful of the ocean’s power and grateful for it’s gifts.
This past winter, Adrian and I had the splendid fortune to spend time at a beach house on Kauai’s North Shore. While the ocean delighted us with its incredible beauty, it also never failed to remind us of its remarkable intensity. Here are some of the memories that provided the inspiration for my February BJP….We spend our days swimming. We dive beneath the powerful waves and fling our bodies over the smaller swells. I am a confident, capable swimmer and my body feels light and free as I am tossed about in the warm turquoise water. Our good friend wants to go snorkeling with us for the first time. A few years ago, her mom died in a tragic diving accident in Costa Rica. We drive to the other side of the island to a sheltered bay where the fish are plentiful. We all have a wonderful time and I am so proud of my friend for facing her fears. Afterward, as we rest on the beach, lifeguards pull a man out of the water. He had drowned in a shallow bay filled with snorkeling tourists. We drive back to the North Shore in sorrow and silence.I sit in the shallow water watching Adrian snorkel. Suddenly he veers toward the shore, his fins flapping as he swims madly toward me. An unfamiliar fish has swum too close, startling my darling, silly husband. I laugh and kiss him and ask him if he wants me to beat up the big bad fish for frightening him. I return to snorkeling, holding hands with my beloved as we float above the coral reef.There is a roadside memorial decorated with palm fronds, ginger, flowers and fruit. Last year a local boy drowned off of this beautiful beach. He was an expert surfer and the close knit community mourns his loss.One day we snorkel with sea turtles. Graceful and patient, they allow us to observe their undersea dance. I am completely enchanted.The ocean is fierce and wild today. We acknowledge the ocean's power and postpone our beach plans. We go hiking instead, enjoying the endless blue from the cliffs high above. Today the ocean is calm and as smooth as glass. I float peacefully for hours, caressed by the gentle sway of the big blue sea.....
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11 comments:
Awesome piece, Pam! And thank you for sharing your thoughts and memories of that special time with your husband and the beautiful ocean . . .
Kathy V in NM
A beautiful piece and a beautiful, touching story.
Marty S
Crackpot Beader
Poignant...
Oh this piece is lovely and your description fits it perfectly... almost can feel myself there with you. Great job!!! can't wait to see the rest of your pages!
I love the circular nature of this piece and the interweaving of the power and gentleness of the sea...and your love for your husband...that touched me as well...
I like the colors that swirl around in such a lovely balance. And the abalone shell underneath the turtle is such a clever idea!
Susan
As always, perfection. When I look at this piece, I feel the swells deep within and the waves as they lull my senses. And hubby's panic as he races to shore! Poor farm boy!
Lovely piece! It's calm and beautiful, just like all of my memories of the ocean.
The colours are amazing. Beautiful work.
Beautiful piece.
Wow. Your work is just striking. Your story is too. I hope that day at the beach did not send your friend back to being too afraid of the ocean. It's so easy to be afraid. After Jaws the movie came out I became fearful of the sharks.
My brother lives on Maui and snorkels, surfs and body surfs on many beaches around the islands. He says a lot of the beached are not friendly towards swimmers. I have pictures of him by the huge sea turtles. He just loves it in Hawaii but I don't know if he will stay there for long as both of his kids have moved to the mainland.
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