Monday Meditation

Our pier- Sunday Morning

“Bursts as a wave that from the clouds impends, And swell'd with tempests on the ship descends; White are the decks with foam; the winds aloud Howl o'er the masts, and sing through every shroud: Pale, trembling, tir'd, the sailors freeze with fears; And instant death on every wave appears.” 

~ Homer

Neighbor's Pier- Sunday Morning

"So the storm passed and every one was happy."
- Kate Chopin, "The Storm"

Boat Ramp and pier- Sunday Morning

"Who hath desired the Sea?the sight of salt water unbounded The heave and the halt and the hurl and the crash of the comber wind-hounded? The sleek-barrelled swell before storm, grey, foamless, enormous, and growing Stark calm on the lap of the Line or the crazy-eyed Hurricane

 blowing."

~Rudyard Kipling  

Stay safe out there!