Figured I'd visit old friends.
I pop in oft to look at maps without ever signing on which is selfish.
My life has taken so many new directions many of wonder, freedom, and happiness.
Some of loss, turmoil, and sadness.
With great difficulty I had to separate myself in a sense and start anew, and it came at a cost.
I pine for old friends at times, and feel poorly for losing touch.
To be honest all the foolishness with access to our Pine Barrens had me throw hands in defeat and take to the waters especially up and around my beloved Great Bay and up the inter coastal along LBI mostly and some of the little delicacies the Mullica has to offer. I've grown a deeper love for the watershed and delicate estuaries and ecosystems that amazingly tie it all together.
Flora, Fauna, Fish, Bird, sunrises and sunsets, water like glass and water I almost lost everything to a few times.
Sea air and salt water are more my mantra now and wow, looking and my history books and finding from the waters some of the cool nooks and crannies I could never visit on foot.
Watching the instincts of waterfowl in action, the delicate Terrapin and getting up close and personal with their lifestyle.
Foxes on islands, otters and seals and seal feeding spots. Shell middens and ancient trappings.
Getting up close and personal with a loggerhead sea turtle and huge bull face skates.
The chill up your spine feel of a running with a small pod of curious dolphin out of little egg inlet and watching them do a roll and look you right in the eye.
Watching tides give and take what they want without limitations. Social distancing cast to the wind on the water despite strict water "guidelines" ... that didn't take. People not living in fear, instead... living.
Going to get breakfast or lunch or dinner or an ice cream from the water.
Seeing little communities of the same people helping each other out at ramps.
Watching fisherpeople on kayaks pulling 23 inch doormats out of the water. (kind of comical actually)
Hell nowadays I look more like a hippy surfer than a clean cut lad.
And I do all this with brighter, clearer eyes and mind than I've ever known, with a wealth of friends of like minds.
Still I journal, every day. Still I write, less oft.
Today I look at so much wonder in the world around me out there. The much needed humility of feeling so small and fragile and knowing every day I'm not the one running the show. Something much bigger than me is.
And I wish for everyone of you safety, happiness, family, and health this weekend as we celebrate our country.
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I pop in oft to look at maps without ever signing on which is selfish.
My life has taken so many new directions many of wonder, freedom, and happiness.
Some of loss, turmoil, and sadness.
With great difficulty I had to separate myself in a sense and start anew, and it came at a cost.
I pine for old friends at times, and feel poorly for losing touch.
To be honest all the foolishness with access to our Pine Barrens had me throw hands in defeat and take to the waters especially up and around my beloved Great Bay and up the inter coastal along LBI mostly and some of the little delicacies the Mullica has to offer. I've grown a deeper love for the watershed and delicate estuaries and ecosystems that amazingly tie it all together.
Flora, Fauna, Fish, Bird, sunrises and sunsets, water like glass and water I almost lost everything to a few times.
Sea air and salt water are more my mantra now and wow, looking and my history books and finding from the waters some of the cool nooks and crannies I could never visit on foot.
Watching the instincts of waterfowl in action, the delicate Terrapin and getting up close and personal with their lifestyle.
Foxes on islands, otters and seals and seal feeding spots. Shell middens and ancient trappings.
Getting up close and personal with a loggerhead sea turtle and huge bull face skates.
The chill up your spine feel of a running with a small pod of curious dolphin out of little egg inlet and watching them do a roll and look you right in the eye.
Watching tides give and take what they want without limitations. Social distancing cast to the wind on the water despite strict water "guidelines" ... that didn't take. People not living in fear, instead... living.
Going to get breakfast or lunch or dinner or an ice cream from the water.
Seeing little communities of the same people helping each other out at ramps.
Watching fisherpeople on kayaks pulling 23 inch doormats out of the water. (kind of comical actually)
Hell nowadays I look more like a hippy surfer than a clean cut lad.
And I do all this with brighter, clearer eyes and mind than I've ever known, with a wealth of friends of like minds.
Still I journal, every day. Still I write, less oft.
Today I look at so much wonder in the world around me out there. The much needed humility of feeling so small and fragile and knowing every day I'm not the one running the show. Something much bigger than me is.
And I wish for everyone of you safety, happiness, family, and health this weekend as we celebrate our country.
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