Ramblings of an Anonymous Coward

Harbored Time

saturday held an escape from the normal routine. finding ourselves in santa cruz for a lacrosse game later led us to the santa cruz beach boardwalk for lunch and an opportunity to enjoy the ocean.

the water was cold, very cold, but some time away at the beach was good for all. before long, i found myself out in the surf, camera phone in hand, snapping literally hundreds of pictures of the waves, but like i am with most things i have chosen to share but a few.

ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing,
only a signal shown, and a distant voice in the darkness.
so on the ocean of life we pass and speak one another.
only a look and a voice; then darkness again and a silence.
-- henry wadsworth longfellow

the day has passed and my hope is that it provides a lasting memory to those that shared the experience with me.

Posted by ac at March 27, 2005 09:02 PM