Summer Sea Thoughts

 A few random thoughts and a nice couple of poem links:

I wonder just what it is about water that is so compelling?  Source of life, refreshment, deep blue beauty--of course all of those, but somehow more.  I was always getting into puddles and streams even as a toddler, always drawn to the water and longing to be near it.  I don't live at the beach or even by a stream, river or lake, but none of those are very far away, and would dearly love to live beside a body of water someday.  For now, my little pond and fountain are a solace.

Like John Masefield, I must go down to the sea every so often, but I don't need a tall ship--much as I love them--just walking along the shore is enough for me. The echoes of the ocean waves, drawing in and out, are not as bleak as Matthew Arnold's musings may have made them, but they do indeed resonate with the soul.  Few things are as restorative to me as a walk along the seaside.

What resonates with you for a restorative summer's moment?