Oceanic Love

There is nothing like being out on the sea with an unblemished sky above and the mysteries of the ocean below. I love it.

Sometimes she’s calm and gentle, inviting, caressing.

Sometimes she’s indifferent throwing her weight around to remind me not to get complacent.

Sometimes she’s a real challenge, scary, pushing my limits, keeping me focused, rewarding my skill and attention.

And sometime she’s in such a fury you just don’t go there.

No matter her mood, I love the ocean.

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