Mother Laura from Rev Gals is settling in to a "cozy cottage by the beach": a tiny rented condo on Pacific Coast Highway with her family. So she asks us, in honor of summer, to share our beachy memories, plans, and dreams with a "Beach Trip" Friday Five.
1. Ocean rocks, lake limps? Vice versa? Or "it's all beautiful in its own way"?
Well, anyone who's read this blog more than twice probably knows that I was once a girl from Southern California. The ocean is not the mountains. The mountains are what I really miss about the west. However, the ocean does indeed ROCK!
2. Year round beach living: Heaven...or the Other Place?
Year round? Um...a bit of both. I love the smell of the sea and the sound of waves, but sand in the living room all the time? Nope. Not for me. I'll live in the mountains and take periodic trips to the seashore to my little summer condo, thank you.
3. Any beach plans for this summer?
Not for the summer. Hopefully we will be able to visit California again in the fall. And we, transplanted to the cold country as we are, will swim in October's Pacific surf and think it is lovely!
4. Best beach memory ever?
The beach is best at night. The people are gone, except for occasional walkers or neckers...ha! I love the sound of surf at night. Even though I lived near the coast for the first 20 some years of my life, I have a lovely memory from just last year. Not being around the ocean makes it more special when it does happen. I sat on the shore and listened to the swish of the incoming waves. A few wispy clouds hung in the sky, and behind them was a full, silvery moon. The reflection of that enormous, just-risen moon on the ocean was stunning. The sense of peace, which I badly needed at the time, was timeless. I could have sat like that for a very long time, but we had to get back to the condo for games with the family--which was also good.
5. Fantasy beach trip?
Doesn't matter where it is as long as the water is warm and clear and I am a lithe and limber swimmer who is about a size 10.
Bonus: Share a piece of music/poetry/film/book that expresses something about what the beach means to you.
I grew up in the sixties, so it's the Beach Boys. I would like something more profound, but there it is. Here you go--takes me right back to cruising down Malibu Canyon towards the beach.