Haiku from the beach

Pelicans glide Wingtips to water Leaving me behind. I am happy. The sea sighs beside me: My footprints will wash away. Shrimpers pull nets Smelling of fish Into the clouds. Glistening arcs, Children dive Into white cresting waves. I squint. The ocean Commands my whole view. Crash! Surf pounds at my feet. A shrimp boat spreads nets … Continue reading Haiku from the beach

The Sandbar

Boating life revolves around weather, and here on the coast of Georgia, it also revolves around tides. We spent all day yesterday waiting for 2pm to come so we could catch the sandbar — our ultimate destination for the day — at a time where the tide was high enough to get the boat out of the … Continue reading The Sandbar

Morning run in Georgia

Last night on the back deck1 was cool and breezy. Wind blew wisps of hair from behind my ears, and it brought the briny scent of salt marsh and air blown across the Atlantic ocean. This morning when I stepped out of my parents’ front door — the front door of my childhood home — the world … Continue reading Morning run in Georgia