Oceanic Treasures

Our first morning in Sooke.
After the disastrous trip to get here, we survived one more night of the runs and first-born up-chucking.  But at least six hours of uninterrupted sleep and we're raring (gently) to go.

And this morning...
Oooooo, the ocean is wondrous.  I know you're gonna roll your eyes and say, "Uh, yeah.  Duh."  But really, it is!!  
I never knew the sea could be so calm that I can see myself reflected perfectly.  Not a ripple.  A lake?  Yeah, seen that before.  But not the sea!  The Canadian Geese paddling by barely break the glassy surface.  And I swear I can count the reflected feathers on the underside of the gull gliding a few feet from the surface.  Almost :)
I know the Muppets went stir-crazy with cabin fever when their ship lost wind for the sails.  But until this morning I never experienced it.  Not the stir-crazy.  The calm.

Ooooo, it's such a gift.  After such a tumultuous beginning to our vacation.

And the eerie sight of the mist and water meeting seamlessly, hiding any truth of a horizon.  Stunning.  I watched storm clouds roll in from the west before bed.  But they dissipated and this morning the sun is straining it's way out from behind that mist, promising a blue, adventurous, bright day.

I thought only campfires were nature's true mesmerizing creature.  Add ocean to that list.  Calm, quiet ocean.  No whitecaps.  No crashing breakers.  Calm.  Who woulda thought calm could be mesmerizing?

Maybe that's what my soul is craving.  What it needs that it didn't even know existed in reality.  I've heard of calm.  Of silence.  But I haven't seen it in a long, long time.

Time to get outside with the family, and watch them make some ripples with barnacle-crusted rocks.