White Water Woman
I’m sitting in my comfortable living room. My husband is watching, The Hobbit, on our HD flat screen. I often find myself transfixed, by the updated, colorful, experience of the new televisions. Not to mention that this particular movie is about Bilbo Baggins, the traveling Hobbit, along with his friend Gandalf, the Wizard, dwarves, elves, forests, animals; all in constant adventure mode.
Time stands still for no one.
At my age, time has taken on a new meaning. I was forewarned that it would ~
Earlier, I went on a drive-by, scouting for surfers. I found the waves small, blown out and empty. However, yesterday was more fruitful.
I ran into a white water, woman surfer. She was unloading her board, at one of the local breaks. Like I’ve said before, until someone surfs, you can never be sure of their ability. I drove to the pier and turned around. She was out catching waves when I got back.She’d catch the wave, get to her feet, and ride it as far as she could.Then, she would go back out and do it again.
I was impressed. That’s how you do it! That’s surfing. That’s salt water therapy. That’s stoke. That’s a real surfer.
Everyone starts somewhere, and there are people all over the world, catching waves, in the white water, right now!
Unfortunately, right now, there is also, a terrorist who has undone the city of Cambridge, Massachusetts.
As I drove in my car this morning, I was listening to NPR. They were discussing the happenings of last night. The people had been held hostage, while robots were used to scour the streets for bombs.
Three, once beautiful, young people are dead and 170 wounded in Boston.
This is what I came home to yesterday. The media has been relentless.
I talked to the white water, woman surfer briefly after taking her pics. She told me she was surfing her way up the coast to Massachusets. She seemed so independent and carefree; the basic nature of most surfers.
I wonder how this happening will affect her trip.
Everything seems so sunny and breezy here.
What a Weird World